Funny to see this thread resurrected today of all days.
I just had a WTF moment that I didn't realize was a WTF moment until 5 years later.
5 years ago today, 5 HUGE (I mean HUGE) boxes arrived on our doorstep full of product for H's then latest "business" scheme.
He came home from work, unpacked the boxes, set up an area in his basement "office" and talked on the phone for a long while with his shady "business partner."
(Didn't share much about it with me - this was 3 months after BD and he'd spent much of those 3 months sleeping on the couch and alternately ignoring me or out of the blue offering me half of his sandwich.
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Anyway, he had gone to the trouble of having those HUGE boxes delivered to our home and went through the trouble of unpacking them, breaking down the boxes and disposing of them, etcetera.
And then less than a week later, HE MOVED OUT. To his childhood bedroom in his mother's house, in a move that had been arranged and pre-planned for SEVERAL MONTHS.
So he already knew he was leaving, he already had his entire plan in place, yet instead of having those boxes for the new business sent directly to his mother's house, he had them sent to our home, AND he unpacked them and set up his office. Only to pack it all up a few days later when he left.
These reminders of how absolutely ridiculous things were used to be a source of pain, but now they make me feel better and serve to remind me that I WASN'T and AM NOT NOW crazy.
The desire to be loved is the last illusion. Give it up and you shall be free. ~ Margaret Atwood