Your family came and sat down next to me at the Tin Shed. Hubby immediately started berating you, trying to keep it on the lowdown. You got up crying and went to the sidewalk to recover. You returned and hubby continued his tirade, glancing at me to see if I was looking. I was looking, and I was listening to his bullshit. At one point I thought he was going to hit your kid, who was being super sweet. I finally got up and told him that he was turning my stomach. He looked at me with a smile and said "Thank You". I told you to leave this sick relationship and left with a pit in my chest. Lady, you're a beautiful person. Gather what strength you have, take your kid and start living a good life away from that super control freak ass wipe.
Lady... Run Away!
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