This is brilliant. I have quite a few and I think this is cathartic so here goes my long list.
I won’t miss his psycho, dramatic, needy mother (and his other immediate family members) interrupting our dinner time to complain about something - anything...
On that same note, I won’t miss his rude ass mother when she insults my religion or culture, or makes sly remarks about my family, which has been nothing but supportive and welcoming and polite to her lying disgusting ass.
Also on that note, won’t miss his mom complaining about her other daughter in law who she claims “trapped her son” by getting pregnant.
I won’t miss his whore cousins who never liked me for absolutely no reason.
I won’t miss his snoring keeping me up at night.
I won’t miss his political rants as if he knows what he’s talking about.
I won’t miss him complaining that my parents’ puppy is misbehaved and my parents don’t do a good job training him (ps- this puppy is the love of my life).
I won’t miss going away to his family home for the weekend when I’d rather be stabbing my own eyeballs.
I won’t miss his brother asking for money behind my back (probably to pay for hookers when he has a wife and baby at home because he’s more of a sexual deviant than WH is).
I won’t miss having to do someone else’s dishes, cooking for 2, picking up his pile of clothes, and wiping piss off the toilet seat every day.
I won’t miss his secret lavish purchases he’s made and freaking out about how well ever be able to afford a house together.
I won’t miss him switching careers for the 20th time and me supporting him emotionally along the way.
I won’t miss his bouts of excessive drinking at special events and humiliating me or abandoning me.
I won’t miss his erratic driving while I’m in the passengers seat and my family’s in the back and I’m screaming and crying for him to stop racing the douche in the other lane.
I won’t miss flirting with other women in front of me while he claims he’s not flirting but just being himself and I can’t accept him for the outgoing person he is.
I won’t miss arguing over every effing thing every day - can’t remember a day we didn’t have at least one argument or negative interaction about something.
I won’t miss him being on the phone all day - or the sound of his texts alerts going off - while we’re trying to watch a movie together or are out somewhere.
I won’t miss him locking himself in the office to “do work” but actually waiting for me to go to bed so he can watch porn in peace.
I won’t miss feeling alone in my relationship.
I won’t miss being lied to and questioning everything that comes out of his mouth.
I won’t miss his unhealthy habits that creeped into my life and contributed to me gaining an entire small child in pounds (I’ve lost 60 lbs since my separation, btw.)
I won’t miss wondering whether my future child would inherit the same sick traits his family has.
I won’t miss him watching hours of car videos when I just want to watch Bravo in peace without being lectured about it.
I won’t miss finding his searches of women on fb he used to have relations with.
I won’t miss him experimenting with his facial hair because he’s having another existential crisis.
I won’t miss wondering what trash he’s interacting with / being influenced by at work.
I won’t miss hanging out with his asshole friend who has insulted me, poked my belly to imply I was fat, and encouraged him to go out but leave the wife at home - while WH never stuck up for me.
I won’t miss the instability of it all.
I won’t miss all the drama and the stress and unease it caused in my life.
That’s all I got for now.
[This message edited by Echo86 at 11:59 AM, August 22nd (Thursday)]