Cold War

This week I'm in the black for the first time in three years. Catching up on my tax filings, but going through a bad time at home leading to separation and divorce. The cold war is escalating. There is nothing to say except the 500 pound gorilla who is my wife, trying to intimidate me and manipulate everyone and everything around us to no end. But the end is clear, and the end is near. It won't be nice or easy, but as far as the type of person she is, I know I'm doing the right thing. The bottom line is all these years of trying to make her happy, she's been using me, thinking of herself, forcing me to sacrifice while she keeps the spoils. Now that I see things clearly, she is speechless, at a loss for words, and kind of at a loss for everything that she wanted and now can't have. 

Winner?

She thinks she wins again by default. Maybe so. What a consistent play. Act coy, take no responsibility. And all other challengers shrink in light of such callous shallow bravado. But once confronted with what will be lost once I choose to one up such ridiculousness... money in hand, nothing to lose but the end of my life. Well, that being said, I think that is the inevitability she is betting on. Sad but true. Before then run like hell.