Truth Prevails

I didn’t understand it in the beginning, why my ex insisted on lying about things that didn’t matter.  Our first baby was due the day before his dad’s birthday, but he insisted we tell everyone the due date was on the same day.  In the end, our son was born the day after his dad’s birthday, and my ex was sorely disappointed in me.  You see, it was my fault because I asked for pain meds during labor.  If I’d stuck with his natural childbirth preferences, everything would have worked out according to his plan.  I ruined everything.

I caught him once, answering the phone and claiming to be a doctor.  At this point, he was still completing his Masters.  When I asked why he did that he just hung up the phone and refused to talk to me.  Flash forward ten years later and an online doctorate degree in hand, his whole identity was held in the title of doctor.  He is now living with someone who has a young child, and even this poor lad is instructed to address him as “Doctor.”  His online degree gives him no more authority than to dispense medical devices over the counter that anyone who takes a training seminar for a few hours is also qualified to do.  It’s like buying a vacuum from a doctor of suction.  His whole world is fragile and held up on falsities that a tiny nugget of truth could destroy.  Good day, Good Doctor.



Author: Undeniably Sara

Chronic Illness is a relentless beast gnawing away at the soundness of mind. Resilience is a powerful weapon and must be nurtured.

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