I remember the number of days my husband mixed the dates of his travel. And never once accepted his mistakes and every-time blamed it on my memory.
I remember the numbers of months my husband ignored my emotional needs after every conflict and argument.
I remember the number of years my husband blamed me for the house purchase.
I remember the number of times my husband bought up my past mistakes and questioned me for the things I did years back.
I remember the number of times my husband complained to our parents on me.
I remember the number of times for years my husband refused to have physical intimacy with me.
I remember the number of times my husband skipped our pregnancy doctor appointment and wasn’t present for me during my most stressful times.
I remember the number of years my husband wasn’t present in our daughter’s life - physically and emotionally and just claimed he supported monetarily.
I remember the number of times my husband vacated for a month of vacation.
