was terrible to my mother all of the time, even though she was so sweet to him. We had friends whom with we would make plans for Saturday night or parties, and he would be at Magnottas all day, come home, and want to sleep. He would tell me to get ready (because it took me a couple of hours) and wake him a half an hour before we had to leave. Well, guess what?! I would be done up like “Astor’s Pet Goat” wake him and he would yell and scream to leave him alone. Sometimes he would hit me if I got too close. We didn’t go out. This happened more times than I can remember. One party we did get go to, he embarrassed me to the enth degree. He would deliberately start an argument, maybe just so he could go to Magnottas and drink, that’s how I see it now. One day he came in from work and walked right up to the wood frame over the door and rubbed his finger over the top. I guess he found dust. He blew on his finger and said,“What did you do all day?” The fight was on! I was a very good housekeeper and had cleaned all day plus took care of the baby and had a full dinner on the table plus hair and makeup and well dressed. I always made sure I looked good when he got home. He went out of his way to hurt me almost daily. I thought he hated me.There was a new bra I purchased because I felt I was not big enough that had blow up cups. He told everyone at the party what I was wearing. I was humiliated! The only time I remember him treating me well was when I was pregnant - I use to ask him why that was...then again, when I think back he was nicest to me when I was pregnant except when he wasn’t!!!! If this is the way he was nice to me when I was pregnant....can you imagine how he treated me when I wasn’t? When my water broke with Linda, I was suffering terribly; so, I woke him up and he would not take me to the hospital when I wanted to go ...he would not get up...yelled at me when I was in such pain....and made me wait hours until he got up. By the time we divorced I felt like I was the most ugly girl in the world and would never have another guy. He tore me down every day. I was miserable.
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