For those of you that follow my personal Facebook account you have some idea of what this post is going to be about.
I’m going to clear the air even though I don’t think I should have to. Nicole and I have had issues going on for a little over a year possibly a year and a quarter now. Mainly over my health issues and her lack of support and help; along with one very big issue that belongs to her.
Nicole shut off love and affection at the start of 2019…maybe it was the end of 2018 but either way it was shut off. She hasn’t liked the fact that I’ve been ill, critically ill at some points. I will be having surgery after the New Year (once Cigna approves it), for a hiatal hernia repair, removal of a small piece of my liver as well as a gastric sleeve; all three of these will be done in one surgery (with the aid of a robot at that). The GI specialist says I have nonalcoholic fatty liver and some other tests are raising a flag for a possible cancer in that vicinity as well.
Nicole has her issues and won’t deal with them and won’t take her medication or see her therapist. Nicole basically stopped her medications and stopped her therapy when Covid-19 hit. Nicole has bipolar disorder with Schizoaffective disorder which always made our adventure interesting to say the least.
With me not being well I couldn’t be strong for the both of us anymore and I gave her the ultimatum to do what was right and get back in med and therapy compliant or we needed a break. Well in her mind she took it as me leaving her. She wouldn’t talk with me yet she put our business on FaceBook where it did not belong. I had gone away for a few days to clear my head/think and received word that she upped and moved out of the house and moved clear to Illinois with another man. Yes I’m sure of the other man for two reasons she told me and I found where she met him on the computer, she didn’t clear the history (probably on purpose).
I’ve already lost friends over this. If you want to leave my life I’m not stopping you but just remember there are two sides to every story you see; and sometimes the person playing the victim (narcissism at its very best) is actually the one who was the one who brought it all about.