Posts Tagged ‘I sees the light’


As we approached fifteen years of marriage,  he got meaner and meaner; he grew more and more critical of me.  He made me feel like there was something wrong with me; like I was “less than.”

When we took the kids out to eat, he would wait for me to order, he wouldn’t say anything until the food arrived.  Just as I put the fork to my mouth he would say it. “Should you really be eating that? Do you know how many calories are in that?”

Every time, and yet I didn’t expect it. When those words came out it was crushing. I would fight the tears and nibble on my salad,  not touching the rest of it. 

I thought there was something wrong with me.  It wasn’t until much later that I realized it was him,  not me.

This is in response to a prompt on The Daily Post, to use the word “fork” for a post.

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