HHTexas

He told me "gone baby gone." Seems appropriate both ways

lizatola

Vaya con dios......

I'm sorry, I want to say that my last 3 words would have been, "Praying for you" but I'm not sure that would be my FINAL 3 last words. I do pray for him. I do wish for him to find sobriety. I don't always wish harm against him and I want him to find peace and serenity for himself. But, I don't get hung up on it anymore. He is in God's hands now and that is the best place for him to be.

Liveitwell

^ I hear you.

AnvilheadII

story i've related before but.....when i was finally ready to leave my last ex ( i was the drinker, had been planning the exit strategy for seven years) and finally got the gumption to TELL him, we sat down and i "broke" the news to what was to be a destroyed heartbroken spouse.....i started.....i think i need to move out for awhile (ok, that was a bit passive...) and he said WHEN? oh a couple of weeks i think??

he paused, and then asked....

DO YOU WANT TO BORROW MY TRUCK?

huh, didn't see THAT coming! must say that stung a bit, but he was entitled.

LivingLife4Me

My last three words were.....

I am done.

Sue

Liveitwell

Sue-sadly I had said those words about a million times so by the time I was really done, nothing needed to be said other than NO.

Redheadsusie

Kiss my grits

hopeful4

I don't know what they would be. I would love to say it would be Praying For You, or I Forgive You, but it may be just two words, Good Riddance!

Susie, yours made me laugh.

firebolt

Mine were

"Please get help."

and

"Take care, man."

healthyagain

I think I know what the three last words are going to be:

"Told you so." *sticking tongue out is optional*

HoldOnLoosely

Well, a month ago, I finally decided on a physical separation. My husband will most likely find a place in a couple of weeks and move out. It's difficult to pare it down to three words, but it would go something like this...

"It's a shame it had to go this far." (a physical separation)

There were so many forks in the road along the way where other choices could have been made that wouldn't have led us further away from one another.

ladyscribbler

Get a job.

Thanks, sperm donor.

What, me worry?

Liveitwell

Ah, Lady-I knew you would come through with your brilliance. I echo your sentiments

firebolt

Haha - I swear my next tattoo will be Alfred E Neuman's face

hopeful4

OK Lady....I am just dying laughing! That's great!

healthyagain

Goodbye My Lover

sung in James Bluntesque manner

over and over again.

Liveitwell

Driving home tonight I thought truly very hard about this man I once loved, adored and wanted to spend my life with who turned into a monster. The only thing truly that I felt was sadness for him-he's fighting so many battles inside himself-and was before he met me. The last parting words I would truly have beyond I loved you and praying for you would be this: who are you?

theuncertainty

Can I change it to last 4 words? Because today, it'd be:

I'm not apologizing anymore.

- Not for the imagined slights he said I heaped on him - because all I ever tried to do was love him and make him happy. Now I know making him happy wasn't my job and how dare he make it solely my responsibility.
- Not for doing stuff "wrong" just because I didn't do them when and how he wanted me to.
- Not for going into the kitchen so I could make DS and I breakfast/lunch/dinner - I did it because we were hungry, not so I could "make him feel bad".
- Not for bringing home more money than him - I worked hard to earn my degree and land the job and promotions I got.
- Not for being happy, not for getting angry, not for being exhausted, not for crying myself to sleep - I'm entitled to my emotions.
- Not for getting upset each time the $20 I'd pulled out, right after depositing my paycheck, to take DS to McD's turned up missing - I know I didn't spend it on coffee and I know darn well 3yo DS didn't take it.
- Not for being afraid of him - I had reason to be.
- Not for being unable to "love him enough" to make him stop drinking - the strength of my love had nothing to do with his addictions.
- Not for expecting my significant other to respect me.
- Not for finally finding my way out.
- Not for finally finding my voice and standing up for myself.
- Not for protecting our son and trying to give him a home that was safe and filled with love.

Liveitwell

TU-every single word. Every damn word. Fist bump from here in Texas, lady. Me too!!!!! You don't know the strength of a woman until you mess with her kids. My final parting words on this thread are this: Hear me ROAR.

Liveitwell

Hear me roar!!!!