Resentment

Isn’t it funny how you’re slowly shedding everything he never liked about you?
Your kids.
Your wardrobe.
Your identity.
I used to be so proud to know you, the definition of strong and independent.
Now you’re just a submissive little housewife who lets dogs drown.
Soon you’ll look around you,
Your past life nearly erased,
And realize it’s forever you and him, living on the street he shared with his dead wife.
Have fun with that.

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