About 3 years ago, "well, you got to enjoy the fruits of my labor"
Background: When we married I was 19, he was 21. We rented a slum house and we slept on a mattress for 5 years until we bought our first house. We BOTH worked 60-80 hours a week, we BOTH sacrificed for many years. He use to boast to others that we were the perfect couple b/c he never met anyone that could go toe-to-toe with him on work ethic. btw- my mother is 80 and STILL works. It's in my blood.
I was so shocked that he would say this to me, I couldn't respond.
A few weeks ago when we were arguing on the phone I brought it up. "How dare you say that I was so lucky to enjoy the fruits of YOUR labor? I slept on that mattress beside you, I ate nothing but potatoes for months, I worked at least as hard as you, year after year after year."
He went quiet then said....
"I would never say something like that."
What??? I have been sitting and stewing about his remark, for years. Fuming that he could actually re-write history so out of whack that I believed he felt I was riding his coattails when in actuality everything WE had was due to BOTH of us.
All worked up and he didn't even remember the remark.
He went further and thanked me for all I had done for so many years.
So I went from being awesome, to a lazy gold-digger (even though he had less than nothing), to being a hard-working, great mom (just received this message the first time since he left) but still not someone he would want to be married to.....
Nobody can convince me that their brains are not fried.