Originally Posted by
Delias
I made a facebook post saying that I had put in my financial aid appeal and that I wanted the school to give me money. Now, I guess I could have used the word "loan". Maybe that would have made it all ok.
In any event, I am "bitter, whiny, and have an entitlement complex". Please keep in mind that this is the man I nursemaided through the worst of his alcoholism for the better part of a year when his last wife left him. I'm all of about two months into my separation and I think I am keeping my shit together fairly well.
Anyway, when I told him I was insulted by the implication that I was expecting others to simply pay my way through life, he informed me that I was not insulted enough. This became a heated flurry of emails, the end result of which is me informing him I will be sending back every cent he has ever given me as soon as I can, and telling him to call me in 10 years when he pulls his head out of his ass for his next fresh breath.
There was more, but suffice it to say, I am out of the will... the same will I never wanted to be included in, because I disliked the idea of being handed something even from the dead. I allowed him to lull my natural rejection of gifts with his "these are gifts with no strings". Bullshit. They were entirely made of nothing but strings. I should have known better.
I haven't been sleeping again, so if any of that needs clarification, let me know.