she moved in with a couple who needed extra income.
the wife was absent from the interview.
the husband said it would be fine. he was not truthful.
it was not fine.
the wife despised her. would not speak to her. did not want her in the kitchen. did not want her in the house at all. ugh.
she stayed in her room. her secret place. it was safe. it was peaceful.
there were issues.
the husband was afraid of the wife. the wife was angry, jealous. it was a mess. she prayed for them.
when they thought their money issues were resolved, they asked her to move out.
she began to look for a new place.
then they asked her to stay. she said no.
they reduced the rent. she stayed.
they asked her to leave again. she prepared to move.
they asked her to stay again. they reduced the rent more.
she stayed again, buying time.
she knew she had to move.
she tried talking to him about moving back in together. he responded in defensive anger to avoid the topic. he would not commit. there it was.
he agreed to help her move.
on move day, he was unpleasant, surly, unhelpful, complaining. ugh.
these were common denominators whenever she asked anything of him.
he felt guilty and he did not like it.
it took more and more energy to be around him.
at the end of move day, he went off on her. loudly. always loudly.
it didn’t matter what it was. it just made her so tired.
she sobbed in exhaustion and frustration.
papa god said, “he is not worthy of you yet.”
she nodded her head in agreement.
he was right.
she knew he was her real stability.
it was enough.
(copyright 2016 jane doe)