My wife is dead. The best Christmas present I could have gotten.
At the beginning of 2022, I caught my wife having an affair with one of her exes. Our marriage wasn’t perfect, I was not the perfect husband I will admit. But, I did my best. I put effort into the entire 5 years we were together. I put my all into the relationship. Her, I could not say the same.
I was forced to confront the reality of who she truly was shortly after I caught her. She kicked me from our shared home, tried to get me fired from my job, and tried to turn all of my friends against me.
Some of these succeeded, while others did not. She has made my life a living hell since the day I asked her for the divorce and has planted her heels into the ground over our separation to try and drain all my finances and emotional strength from me.
The only upside is we had no kids for her to use as weapons, but I soon found out that her policy of strict birth control with me did not extend to her suitor as he got her pregnant 5 months ago. I thought maybe this would help speed along the divorce, but it only rallied her in her efforts to destroy me.
On Christmas eve, my wife died.
Her parents called me up distraught yesterday. Acting as if the last year had never happened and offered their full support to my funeral preparations for her.
My confusion here was beyond belief, but the apple does not fall far from the tree when it comes to my wife. I told them if they want a funeral, it was coming out of their pockets.
I will pay for her to be cremated, and deliver her ashes to them in the cheapest urn offered if they desire. They called me horribly, but after only 4 minutes on the phone with them, I hung up and blocked every one of her family’s numbers.
I’m going to be taking a few extra days off work to start my life anew. I don’t know if there is a god, or if this was just karma, but I truly believe now that I have come out on the other side of the storm.