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My title refers to-- the domicile. It doesn't refer to a nation state and also it doesn't refer to "relationships," however that term can be defined or described.

It's a matter of WTF convention I say I might take this post down later. I might take this thread down later.

It's always been the moderators' discretion, or the administrators' too, when we had either or both, to allow threads to be taken down.

This is academic now, and my key word is- might.

I have no plans to actually take it down because I'm taking the long view. It will disappear into the either one day, probably sooner rather than later.

A Chronology

So two nights ago, RM decided to go out partying and to meet a date. I'm using as much discretion as necessary. If course, I could fill in the details, but that just isn't done. Please feel free to use your imaginations.

He has sent me a text earlier in the day saying he was having blackouts. I won't talk about his medical conditions either.

He still decided to go out at night. Long story short, he had a blackout driving home,band drove into the back of a vehicle going 80 mph.

That technically for modern safety equipment. Every airbag deployed and because of this and no doubt other safety engineering, he is not dead. He has fractured ribs.

It is also fortunate he did not commit vehicular manslaughter. He had no passenger and the man in the vehicle he hit was able to walk away, all be it into a waiting ambulance.

He went to the hospital the following afternoon.

The first I knew anything; about it was before the sun came up I could hear him moaning. I had an intuition he wanted me to get out of bed.

I got out of bed. He told me what happened.

Every minute of the then next 12 hours was taken up with tending to the situation.

I helped him get comfortable in his bed, I cleaned up two spills he made in his room,none with food, and one with food and glass. I walked 2 miles to o get him soda with ice and a straw, two different times over the course of the day, I swept and mopped the house (there was dirt on the floor, there was also glass, I did 3 loads of his laundry, hung it on the porch, and brought it in after it was dry and before it rained, along with doing the same with my laundry, our bathroom and kitchen towels, and our cleaning rags. I cleaned his dirty kitchen since he literally wouldn't be able to do it. This took place over 6 hours with all of the bowls and other dishes that had to soak and consider the 40 gallons of available hot water runs out then takes 30 or better yet 50 minutes to come back. The clothes washer is set on cold. I had 3 or 3 timers running on my phone all day.

This is in addition to everything else I needed to accomplish for myself and take care of myself.

I feel asleep for a nap at 3 p.m. and woke up at 5 p.m. I felt like I had been hit by truck, as they say.

I got got out of bed and looked forward to the cooler evening hours and sunset.

I had done all I could do to make the house safe, clean, and comfortable.

The fact is I wished the day was over, but the sun wouldn't set for another 3 hours.

RM had said some choice things to be during the day. I didn't respond for obvious reasons.

However, when the evening came, and I had time to think about how I had responded to his accident (how else would I have responded), I began to think about what I had done for him, the unpleasant things he had said to me, and about our conflict over finance that has been happening for months and reached the ceiling of my forbearance in the first days of September. Again, discretion won't allow me write about the details.

We started having ridiculous if not absurd arguments at some point when the severe heat wore off.

My mood switch to anger.

I am not Christ. I am not perfect. I have reached my limit of his and his family's presumption to sit in judgement of me and to devalue me.

Our communication ended last night with me sending him a text about our finances, in general, and about a recurring debt we have that is not legally severable.

My text was blunt. I doubt anyone who's made it this far doesn't know bluntness is within my writing ability when the spirit moves me.

At the end of yesterday, he said we do nothing as team.

That was the last straw.

I would heal his fractured ribs if I could do it. Alas, doctors can't do it.

I had asked to reconsider his self destructive behavior. He gave me a bunch of cynical and personally offensive answers.

I wish he would keep his feet on the ground. He'd have to find it first. I hope he doesn't end up under the ground soon at the rate he's going for his sake and for the strong sense of caring I have for him and will never relinquish.
 
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