I just found out today that my ex-husband died last Sunday. I hadn't seen him in almost twenty years. When I first saw the obit, I thought to myself, "How do you feel about this?"
Let me state unequivocally that he was a lying, adulterous, manipulative bastard. He molested his own daughter, then manipulated the events to the point where his daughter's sanity was suspect. He was on our state's sex offenders list. He nearly drove me to suicide, which he would have felt was a sign of his prowess. At the time, being with him was like holding a crocodile by the neck. You knew catastrophe was imminent, but you couldn't let go. He kicked me out of his life and his home with my sanity and self-esteem in ruins. His parting blow to me had been, "I really feel sorry for you. No one will want you now."
He was a narcissist and a mentally abusive predator, and the most charming sociopath you will ever meet - but I'm so glad you won't, because the son of a bitch is dead.
What he did to me, and several other women, was an abomination. But to see his obit in the paper, you would think he had been a saint. I feel relieved; I feel some solid thing within that might hold a tinge of regret, but mostly I'm just irritated about the bitter knowledge of how he manipulated everyone even this one final time. Those of us who survived his petty villainy know what he was.
There is a part of me that is afraid you will think less of me to speak so ill of the dead, but all I can feel is malicious, grim joy that he isn't polluting the earth with any more of his lies - past those that make up his obit.
I don't know how he died, and I don't care. If it was painful, so be it. He caused his share of pain here on earth. I'm glad he's dead. So damn glad he's dead. If there is indeed a special hell, he is in it right now.
I think it says alot about him that when I called my God-fearing, Christian mother and told her the news, she merely said, "Well, good. He was the crummiest man I've ever met."
Let me state unequivocally that he was a lying, adulterous, manipulative bastard. He molested his own daughter, then manipulated the events to the point where his daughter's sanity was suspect. He was on our state's sex offenders list. He nearly drove me to suicide, which he would have felt was a sign of his prowess. At the time, being with him was like holding a crocodile by the neck. You knew catastrophe was imminent, but you couldn't let go. He kicked me out of his life and his home with my sanity and self-esteem in ruins. His parting blow to me had been, "I really feel sorry for you. No one will want you now."
He was a narcissist and a mentally abusive predator, and the most charming sociopath you will ever meet - but I'm so glad you won't, because the son of a bitch is dead.
What he did to me, and several other women, was an abomination. But to see his obit in the paper, you would think he had been a saint. I feel relieved; I feel some solid thing within that might hold a tinge of regret, but mostly I'm just irritated about the bitter knowledge of how he manipulated everyone even this one final time. Those of us who survived his petty villainy know what he was.
There is a part of me that is afraid you will think less of me to speak so ill of the dead, but all I can feel is malicious, grim joy that he isn't polluting the earth with any more of his lies - past those that make up his obit.
I don't know how he died, and I don't care. If it was painful, so be it. He caused his share of pain here on earth. I'm glad he's dead. So damn glad he's dead. If there is indeed a special hell, he is in it right now.
I think it says alot about him that when I called my God-fearing, Christian mother and told her the news, she merely said, "Well, good. He was the crummiest man I've ever met."
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Date: 2014-01-17 01:27 am (UTC)I'm sorry that his obit was less-than-honest, but I'm glad that someone who treated people so badly is no longer able to do so.
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Date: 2014-01-17 01:37 am (UTC)<3
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Date: 2014-01-17 01:38 am (UTC)I don't think less of you.
I will probably get vilified for saying this. A guy at work is friends with a prison psychiatrist (yes the medical doctor shrink). Based on some of his patients he says, "some folks just need killing." This is a guy who is an expert, who deal with the scum of society. Sometimes you can't rehab humans, they are incurable and violent. In this respect I am pro-death penalty. Unfortunately, there are other abominations taking up space that really shouldn't be allowed to be here. I'm sorry you went through that crap. No one should. Just..OMG... I will say this that you do not own any guilt here. You've paid any penalty in advance.
I'm thankful he's not causing anyone else any pain.
Sociopaths generally are charming, and successful, and very toxic.
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Date: 2014-01-17 03:52 am (UTC)So true, so very true. But the air is a little cleaner for the knowing that he's not here anymore. He was a bad person, and he hurt a lot of people during his time here on earth.
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Date: 2014-01-17 01:49 am (UTC)I never went through anything as bad as what you've described, but I won't be shedding a tear when a certain aunt of mine kicks it. I'll feel badly for the people I care about who care about her, but I will dance a fucking jig when that *unt meets her maker.
You know, it's likely that you'll have a few more thoughts on this. Don't hesitate to seek solace here.
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Date: 2014-01-17 01:57 am (UTC)I'm just sorry he was so toxic to you while he was alive.
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Date: 2014-01-17 02:02 am (UTC)Not at all, my dear. Death does not confer sainthood. There are some people (too many, sadly) that the world is simply better off without. This man was clearly one of them.
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Date: 2014-01-17 02:07 am (UTC)*very tender robed embrace*
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Date: 2014-01-17 02:31 am (UTC)My grandfather was such a prize that when my almost 80 year old grandmother who was god-fearing and rarely said a bad word against anyone was asked if she would consider marrying again, she responded, "I would rather stick my head in a toilet and eat shit."
~many many hugs~
Your feelings are your own, and the dead have to answer for what they did, just not to us.
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Date: 2014-01-17 02:32 am (UTC){{hugs}}
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Date: 2014-01-17 03:52 am (UTC)And you could pass out party favors at his funeral and I wouldn't think ill of you. Sneak in, take a sharpie pen and draw all over his face before the viewing (you know, college style complete with penis drawing next to his mouth) might be a thought. You could send a flower arrangement with 'congratulations' to his current victim. I mean, wife/girlfriend. You could invite his other exes and you all could square-dance on his grave.
Sorry... too soon?
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Date: 2014-01-17 05:20 am (UTC)I can feel your anger. And as someone who refused to speak at her grandmother's memorial service because I didn't think I could do it without being bitter and twisted, I know what you mean.
Hopefully, the fact that he's gone for good now means you (and a bunch of others) can sleep just that little bit easier at night.
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Date: 2014-01-17 07:30 am (UTC)I'm glad for your sake that he's gone.
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Date: 2014-01-17 08:35 am (UTC)Please take good care of yourself and get well soon.
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Date: 2014-01-17 11:39 am (UTC)Love Sonia :)
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Date: 2014-01-17 11:33 pm (UTC)Dance away, sister. Dance!
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Date: 2014-01-18 04:46 am (UTC)Hugs for you, my Teddy. So sorry you had to deal with that.
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Date: 2014-01-18 02:30 pm (UTC)Love & hugs x
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Date: 2014-01-19 04:05 am (UTC)So, no, dear teddy - I think no less of you at all.
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