I was gonna write a nice little entry, had it all planned out. But that's out the window for now.
The bastard took my whole check for $800 from last week's dulsing and spent it. He stole it from my pocket and took it. Yep.
Next thing I know, I'm checking my accounts at the bank and he has taken my name off every single one of our accounts. I have nothing...
A bank card that doesn't do me any good, no mail key (he even took that), no cheques (he ripped them up), no money (he stole it), and I'm fit to be tied.
I have plans to call a lawyer today.
He, on the other hand has gone down to the bank this morning to put my name on the accounts again, as long as I sit down and talk over what he wants to do with the money from now on.
So basically, as long as I'm a good little girl and do what "daddy" says, I can have access to the money again.
One word.... CONTROL.
Fuck this.
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