Broken House, Broken Dreams

We were close, you and me, we were one unit, a package. We were perfect. We built our own little world together where we were both safe. No one could touch us there. You made me feel safe. You were my world. I trusted you. I trusted you with my life, my very existence. Why then did you do it?

Why did you allow those strangers to infiltrate our world and contaminate it with their lies, their malice, their jealousy, and their poison? Why did you let them enter our lives and change how things were? Why did you let them bully me? You were my shield, my protector, my haven I could run to when everything else was falling apart.

Now you've taken it all away because of them! Haven't we lost enough already? Two babies, our time together, our little world, our marriage, the one constant in a world of variables. The one thing that provided stability.

You decided that by shutting me out everything would return to normal. Did it? It's been four years of social exclusion because they told you to join them on your own. They forgot you were married. Slowly you started getting sucked into a world of being single, living the single life. Their poison had finally corrupted you.

I am now a stranger to you. Someone who shares a roof with you but not your life. I have nothing. Not even you! Their influence was stronger than anything we had. If it's the freedom that you seek, remember, freedom comes with a price. A price that cost me my mind, my peace, my home, my family and... my life!

Goodbye!

(Depression kills, bullying is real, there are always telltale signs and silent cries for help.)