Saturday!

That floor is not my friend’s fault! That’s all ADHD combined with PDA and normal childhood hatred of tidying up.

Last year mid October when I found out my husband has been back with his 2016 floozy since 2022, I emailed to let them, the church elder who idolises him, and my best friend know that I finally had confirmation of what I’d been asking since 2024.

As you might recall, thereafter, my friend and I had a useless back and forth with the elders. Actually, it was useful. Now we know what principle really means to them.

In late October , I asked my husband if we could throw a little birthday celebration for my ‘copied in the emails’ friend on a Sabbath.

He didn’t reply. I had no money. So I didn’t.

But, this time I didn’t ask anything. I had enough money -his- to buy extra food. So I invited my friend to celebrate my son turning 21 yesterday. And she came.

I didn’t even tell the children till she was 10 minutes away. I didn’t want him to know. I wanted him to have the knowledge that someone who is disgusted by his acts is in his space and he can’t suddenly plan an escape.

When my friend started asking why they were silent when certain men do wrong, they-without permission -forwarded to him, our communications to them about their needing training on how to handle wife abuse. We didn’t care that he knows, but it is again another sign of how low the elders are because that communication had nothing to do with him. My request had been simple. Ask the pastor for training so you don’t kill more women’s souls. My friend’s response when they didn’t acknowledge that was to ask them why they are doing nothing. Nothing to do with the my marriage, everything to do with them encouraging and supporting abuse and adultery.

So, my husband knew she not only knew and had seen his emails to his floozy, he also knows she’s consistently hated his acts, character and the fact his church supports and encourages him to keep being a hypocrite.

I needed her for many reasons. As things become all riled up with divorce agreements and disagreements, I needed an anchor. I need someone who stands for right to visibly be in my corner. And she came.🥹

Oh my dear readers! You have no idea the joy my children expressed this Sabbath. They have never ever laughed so much and for so long in my hearing. Ever. The laughter tickled me and also made me so emotional. How many times have I been thankful that she is for them exactly what they need?

She might kill me. But this blog doesn’t have my real name so maybe nobody she knows wil see this.😅

To be seen. This is all I had asked for in a video I am yet to have time to edit and post. And she saw.

She was the answer I had said I wanted. Let me not spill the beans because it’s still relevant to other special needs caregivers so if I type it out, it won’t be worth watching. So let’s must say she is not what the doctor I took my 11 year old to, prescribed.

She’s better.