Six years ago my PTSD was triggered by a series of trauma events, including a log series of deaths of all my closest friends. My wife abandoned me because she didn’t want the stress of helping me. It turns out she didn’t love me, and probably never did. She was using me for money the whole time and after ten years of marriage she thought our prenup was expired. I discovered evidence of from a deposition in my current litigation that she attempted to conspire with my former business partner to steal from me. In the end she got nothing. She’s now dead and I presume in hell where she belongs. Happy Anniversary in hell. Today would’ve been 15 years married. I’m grateful she’s out of my life.
She didn’t understand that the love of money is the root of all evil. None of them get this simple truth.
My business partner apparently thought I was dying back then and betrayed me and converted my business assets to himself. The litigation holding him accountable for this will hopefully resolve this year. But his actions have had me financially struggling since 2019.
I believe my daughter thought my struggles were going to result in me being broke and her needing to take care of me. Her last words to me were, “I have my own money now and I no longer need you.”
The fact that all my closest friends passed, and that my wife, daughter and business partner betrayed and abandoned me at the lowest point in my life cut deep.
I’m doing my best to heal myself and move on. I’m no longer close to anyone except Debra. And I don’t plan to be. That’s okay because she’s the best human I’ve ever known and she inspires me daily.
I miss having friends. Unfortunately not enough to make it happen.
However, back when I couldn’t move or stand, I remember deciding I was going to work my way through this nightmare. I set a vision in my mind of what I wanted my life to look like. Six years later I’m literally living my vision. And it’s only going to get better. Karma is real.
