Today, I Hate You

Today.  Today, I hate you.  Today the movers have come and they are literally separating our belongings and our lives and you, you don’t even seem to notice, or worse, care.  While I watch as they literally take my life away, I can’t help but blame you; hate you.  This, this is honestly what you want; what you choose?  How dare you?  How dare you make promises to me you suddenly decided you could not keep.  Especially since I have sacrificed myself to try and make all of this work.  How dare you make this move even more difficult for the children by walking away!  Today, I hate you because what I really want is to be held as we discuss dreams and hopes for our move and all the wonderful things to come, but instead, I am micromanaging the children and the movers so that I can at least survive when I wind on up on the doorstep of my parent’s house.  You do all this to me and taunt me, claiming you still love me and it makes me burn and hurt inside because this is not love.  Today I hate you for making me feel of this when all I have ever wanted from you was love and respect and you choose not to give me that even though I gave you all of mine.  Today I guess I finally see you for what you want to be and I hate you for that jaded image.  Today, today I hate you.