Joy in watching him die
Joy in watching him die
Bahama Drama please keep me anonymous.
I want to leave him but I can’t help but enjoy myself watching him die slowly and painfully.
It may sound like I’m a cold hearted woman but I’m not because you don’t know how he used to treat me before he got sick.
When I first met him he used to treat me like a queen taking me everywhere introducing me to everybody that he knows and I.
I was so happy to be by his side.
There wasn’t a movie that we didn’t go to see together or an event that me and him didn’t attend together.
We were like a Bonnie and Clyde.
Nothing couldn’t keep us apart because when you saw him you saw me and vice versa.
We were so close, people who didn’t know us thought that we were brother and sister.
I can’t get into to much detail because of his family members might be in here but
After we got married it seemed like he became a whole other person especially after I lost the baby he blamed it on me
and started drinking coming home drunk smelling like ladies perfume and beating me.
Many times he would beat me and I would blackout and wakeup not knowing what had happened
until I tried to move and felt the excruciating pain from his blows to my face and body
but I never called the police or told a soul praying that things would get better and that he would go back to being the loving man that I once knew.
But as time went on he just got worse with the abuse and disrespect until I ran away from him and went to live on one of the family island’s with family members of mine.
I left everything behind I didn’t even take a change of clothes because I was to afraid that he would come home and catch me trying to leave him and beat me to death this time.
After a few day’s my family them helped me to buy a few things that I needed including a phone and that was probably a bad idea.
My mother and family in Nassau started calling me to much and began sharing my phone number until he got my number and called me one morning.
He was crying saying how he’s so sorry and how it was his boss on the job that had him so stressed out
and how he’s so sorry that he never talked to me about it because he knows that I’m a very loving and understanding kind of person
and how he wished that he would have just opened up with me about what he was going through
and how now the doctor had just diagnosis him with leukemia telling me about the doctors are telling him that he needs to start treatment right away to increase his chances for survival.
He started crying again and I felt so sorry for him as he begged me to come back home because he has changed
and he now know what’s most important to him in this world and that it was me.
By this time we both are crying on the phone.
The next day I was back in Nassau
he picked me up from the mail boat and took me home.
I went to freshing up he then made dinner for the two of us afterwards we made love like it was our first time ever.
The following day he showed me his medical reports and everything that he said was true about what he had told me over the phone about being diagnosed with leukemia.
The next 3 months 3 weeks 2 days was like none of the violence had ever happened in our marriage.
I was taking him for his treatments and we were getting along great until
this one Thursday evening after his work
he came home drunk again.
I tried to hide to avoid him because I know how he gets when he’s drinking.
He said that he wanted to kiss me where my boyfriend on the island who I was living with use to kiss me
and then he started punching and kicking me stripping off my clothes calling me all kinds of horrible name’s.
After it was over he had urinated on me as I laid out on the floor trying to catch my breath
after all the beating that I took that evening.
I made up my mind that night that I was going to kill his ass
but I never did.
The only thing I did do was get used to the beatings and over time tried to fight back
and many times I would throw the first blow.
I couldn’t leave him now
I was much to embarrass to leave him because my family was all already calling me the ass for going back to him in the first place.
So I had to stay.
As the months went by and turned into years
he got weaker and because of his leukemia treatments.
I began to win many of the fights around the house
until he didn’t even have the energy for a fight anymore.
And now he don’t even have the energy to wipe his on backside.
Sometimes I let him cry all day for me to change him because he shits on himself
and don’t have the strength to do anything for himself.
I leave him in that same shit all day until the next day then help him.
He needs to see what it feels like to be helpless like I once was.
It gives me great joy to see him so helpless at time’s
I’ll admit I’m the one that’s doing all the beating now!
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