Following my divorce with Peter, I was drained both physically and emotionally. But he and his mother weren’t about to leave me alone. Instead, I caught my ex-MIL stealing my shower one day, and that was the ultimate disrespect she had shown me.
Peter and I were married for ten long years. Thinking about it, I can’t believe I allowed myself to be with someone as manipulative as him for that long. But for the time, it was the only life I knew of and I was afraid to let it go and start over.
But it was like that until I learned Peter had an affair. It was the last straw. I knew I deserved more and made the decision to respect myself and leave him.
Sadly, untying the knot didn’t mean getting the peace I longed for.
Peter’s mother, Lorraine wouldn’t leave me alone. She decided to take everything from me, and that included my and her son’s shared saving, all the jewelry, plenty of my belongings, you name it.
I didn’t argue because I avoided any contact with her, but one day, I was left in complete shock when I went home earlier than expected and saw her demolishing my bathroom.
I caught my ex-MIL stealing, and not only she took everything, but she was also tearing down the wallpaper.
When I asked her what she was doing, she muttered, “This is all my son’s work. He put up the wallpaper, so it’s his to take down. And this shower cabin? We’re not leaving anything behind for you.” Yanking at the shower frame, she demolished it completely.
I felt a lump in my throat, unable to confront her; crushed and defeated. There was nothing I could do in order to protect myself from this delusional woman.
The night was calm, and there was no sign of my ex-MIL or her son. But in the morning, she was there again. Knocking on my door she told me her son was involved in a car accident and needed financial help.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. How could she be asking me for money after everything they had done to me?
When I refused to help, she threatened me, but I didn’t care any longer.
I heard from people that Peter, who drank heavily while we were together, was drunk at the time of the accident. He was lucky to be alive, but hospital bills piled up, and he was unable to cope with the financial burden.
One day, I decided to pay him a visit when I knew my ex-MIL wasn’t home. The house was a complete mess, cups and bottles were placed everywhere. It was a faint image of how my ex-MIL used to keep it tidy and neat. Peter overtook her home and turned it into his messy man cave.
When he saw me, he asked if I was there to give him money. When I said I wasn’t, I just wanted to make sure he’s alright, he got mad and I realized that getting in touch with him again was a mistake.
Weeks passed by and my ex-MIL was at my door once again. But this time, she was humble. She looked like she aged 10 years in a matter of months. Guilt overtook her as she gathered the courage to apologize for every ordeal she forced me to go through. She learned Peter wasn’t the man she believed he was. It turned out that he manipulated her the way he manipulated me. She was caught into his web of lies, and she learned that he was a bad person the hard way.
I did feel sorry for her, and her apology seemed to be the closure I needed badly in order to be able to move on with my life, away from Peter and his mom.
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