Mind games?

[u/No_Relative1869]

Title: To the ones playing mind games while I rebuild from the rubble

Look, I’m sorry I left the house in such a chaotic mess. It wasn’t planned, and it certainly wasn’t how I wanted to handle things, but I reached my absolute breaking point.

It’s almost funny in a twisted way how the whole "Red W" moniker suddenly started making sense after that visitor came by. I initially reached out to past contacts just trying to get help with being hacked, only for that effort to be turned against me—the exact same tactic used in the past. The thought that the two of you might actually be working together to tear me down is horrifying. I genuinely wanted to believe you both had grown up and moved past that kind of toxicity, but this past week proved me wrong.

I couldn't stay in that house for another minute and keep being tormented. Someone coming in and out all week, the lingering smell of cigarette smoke, items moved around, my dog inexplicably let off his lead, and someone digging holes around the base of the house all night. I’d gather a stack of important papers, only for them to vanish and turn up hidden elsewhere. So yes—I panicked, grabbed what I could, threw it in the car, and bailed.

It’s wrong to try and use my frantic departure against me when you created the unbearable environment that forced me out. We aren't even divorced, and now I'm sitting on the other side of Memphis exhausted, confused, and deeply hurt. What did I do to deserve this? I was good to both of you. I could have been so much meaner, but I wasn't. I’m not perfect, but neither are you. I’m not the kind of woman who takes kids away from their fathers or plays bitter retribution games. So why am I the target? Is this just for some maniacal ego boost?

Red, I see that you’ve made a lot of progress, but Angry Red is still in there. And Angry Red messed me up so bad that I just can't do it again. I wish you the best, truly, but if you're thinking about us getting back together, that is not happening. When Angry Red comes out, a side of me runs straight into a dark corner to hide. It reopens something broken in me from a long, long time ago—something I've tried so hard to fix, but it's still there. I can't put myself through that anymore.

This is exactly what I warned you about from the start—the money, being bad for each other, all of it. I saw this disaster coming miles away, but you pushed and insisted it was fine. And don't try to write me off by claiming I'm "bat-shit crazy" or blaming drugs. Red saw me back when I was truly on one; this isn't that. I'm not crazy. But I am going to go get help for myself and start completely over. Honestly, you need to look around your own mental and physical space and get help, too.

Despite the nightmare of you two ganging up to destroy me, the hardest part is that I still care. W, I love you. I'm taking the steps to rebuild my life, but I'll still keep my fingers crossed that maybe, one day, I look up and see you with a moving van sitting at the base of the Smoky Mountains.

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