Hiya folks.
God, so check this out. My ex felt the need to share the following post on her public Facebook on CHRISTMAS DAY. I should point out that we have not directly communicated in over 6 months, and the only things I know about her, her activities, and her postings are what people tell me; I don't ask. This post was brought to my attention on 12/27, so she did not manage to ruin my Christmas, which was quite lovely (thanks for asking). I also want to point out that the allegation of abuse, physical or otherwise, is a lie. As is, of course, the insistence that I deceived her about my identity.
Without further ado, here it is. I warn you, this is royally effed up. I frankly think that someone may have been visited by significantly more than three spirits on Christmas day, if you catch my drift. Glug glug.
Anyway, here you go:
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"So...I suppose as we end the year I should address the elephant.
Hello elephant; I am getting divorced.
So, about 18 mos ago, My my husband revealed and detailed that his life would be better if he did it as a woman. Yep, he wants to borrow my lipstick, and I know because I saw him do it.
But, I like men. I like men a lot. That was not a relationship I could do.
We are in the process of divorce. If
you want the juicy details, message me. It's a long story. If you want to God or judge me, just unfriend me. You should probably stop stalking me anyway. I'm way too controversial. Or conversational.
Anyway...
I held his secret for a long time. A year and half. Out of obligation. But he hurt me. Phyisically. Emotionally. He lied to me about his identity for seven years. And I let him. Because I didn't like myself all that much.
So I went to therapy and got emotionally healthy. I like myself.
I decided to pursue my Doctoral degree. I decided to be myself.
And now am in the process of moving on legally.
There were other bumps this year. My grandma is Sick with lung cancer. She is 84 and is too stubborn and fun to lose.
My mommy needs a few new parts for her heart. Think of her on January 13.
But there were good things, too.
To my surprise, one day at D-land, I unexpectedly met a remarkably smart, interesting, creative, snarky, and superbly handsome man with whom I have fallen in love. I am happy and motivated and passionate and inspired with him.
I met a whole lotta bunch of awesome people this year.
So...
As we end this year, I want to focus on the positive. The health, the family. The friendship, the love. The year might be challenging, but we can pursue! We really only get one shot at this, so make it great. Merry Christmas!"
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So there it is, my Christmas present from the ex. Sigh.
What can I say? What is there to say?
I'm just trying to get on. That's all I can do.
I hope she's really as happy as she says she is.
Ugh.
-Tegan
