So, I basically lost it a bit on my gay husband last night.
He had asked earlier if I thought I would get an inheritance from my grandma, and I said that I wasn't sure (I have not brought it up with him). He was like, oh if you get a large chunk of money it sure would be nice if you paid off all the debt with it so we could both start fresh, then you can put the rest away for yourself. I was gobsmacked. I saw red.
We are splitting the debt, and I'm actually taking a little bit more with how it separates out....plus the one with the high interest rate. The inheritance will cover my debt and then leave me enough to do a few things. This is the only reason I agreed to the split the way it is. But there is no chance in hell I am paying off his debt. I am working to do the divorce with dignity process and have both of us walk away without getting screwed over and be treated fairly here...
So I just snapped, I told him under no bloody circumstances was I going to pay off his debt, even if I was able to. I did not end the marriage. I was not the one who initiated the divorce....I was like, what the fuck do you want from me? Dump me and then I'm supposed to what, fund your new single gay life with the money from my dead grandmother!?!??!?!
If nothing else, he did get it and felt really stupid for asking. Said it was just a thought that popped into his head. But it just amazes me that he would even have the thought in the first place!!!!! Like, seriously, how selfish can you be???
It was my grandmas funeral yesterday. Man alive she was one badass woman. I am going to miss her so much. I think it's finally starting to sink it. And it bites.
I'm starting to really hope she haunts him....