I said no, I was fine, put some ice on it, and just kept packing. My ex was upset, seeing as it was his house now and I was leaving, but he understood how angry I was, and offered to take me to the ER. I thought of the time I helped a friend move, on my birthday, and then at a group dinner later that night, everyone sang Happy Birthday to ANOTHER friend, whose birthday was the previous week.Īll that anger and disappointment had to go somewhere, and I punched a hole through an old wooden door in the basement. Like there would be bits of my guts splattered on the wall and door in front of me. Like I couldn't see, and if I didn't let it out, I would explode. At one point, my ex husband even offered to help me move, because he's seen my friends leave me high and dry before. It was all "I can't find a baby sitter", "My mom is freaking out over me not being there for Mother's Day, so I have to go be with her", "I forgot it was this weekend". I was scrambling to find the cash to hire movers if I had to, reaching out to anyone I could find to help. One by one that week, everyone dropped out. Up until the week of my move, I had plenty of friends who offered to help me move, get into my new apartment, even one friend who offered to crash on my couch the first night so I wouldn't be scared and alone. I was getting ready to move after my divorce, and I was strapped for cash. The next day, she did the whole fake apology thing saying "I'm sorry your feelings were hurt" We kept going around and around, me telling her how messed up it is to fuck a stranger in the next room, her denying any wrongdoing - until I got so mad I hit the wall.įemale here, sorry - it was a wooden door, not a wall. I woke up to the noises and left, afraid I would get violent for the first time in my life. It started hurting the next day, and still aches every time it's cold or about to rain.įor context, my girlfriend had brought a dude home and fucked him while I was in the next room sleeping. Still didn't hurt when the nurse set the bones, it was really cool to watch, it was surreal to see it and not really feel it. The worst part was that I had to ask the cheating bitch to drive me to the emergency room. I didn't even know I had hurt my hand until I looked at it. I didn't feel a thing, my adrenaline was so high. I hit a stud and broke 2 bones in my hand, pretty much bent them in half.
I get the blinding part, but not the pain.
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