Genesis Gutierrez — West Covina, California

It was June 2015 and I had just gotten out of the military. Me , my then husband, Mike, and our young son, who had not even turned 2 yet, had moved up north to be closer to his family. I was on unemployment and stayed home our son. Mike would go to school and then to work at a place he used to work at before the military. At first I didn’t think anything of him coming home late. He worked the second shift. I always made sure I stayed up until he got home and would go to bed with him. The next day I would get up early in the morning to take care of our son and take care of the house and our two dogs and cat. Eventually I realized that he was supposed to be home by midnight and sometimes did not get home until 1 to 2 o’clock in the morning. He always had the excuse that he was working late. He worked in a mental institution so I figured it’s crazy there. No pun intended. I end up visiting home in another state at his behooval. After a week of phone calls I realized he would never say I love you unless I said it first. I started testing him for a couple of days to see if he would say anything. He didn’t. When I asked him about it; he didn’t want to talk about it and said he wanted to wait until I got back to California. And of course I coerced him to tell me over the phone. He told me he wasn’t happy anymore and that he wanted a divorce.

After a couple of weeks of going back and forth between who wants to make things work or to get divorced. I finally told him that if I come back it’s to get our rental property in order to give up and come back home where I from. Long story short we ended up splitting up and I moved to my home state but he stayed in California moved to my home state while he stayed in California with our son so so I could save up money to get my own place. During this period we kept on trying to talk about maybe working things out. Also during this time one of my brothers had answered my phone and Mike thought it was somebody I was sleeping with. His first response was to jump into the bed of the whore he knew at work. After that any chance of us working was done. It didn’t stop him from trying every now then to ask me about if I had feelings for him or what. During this te he told me that he would stay late at work just so he could hang out with one of the women who are at his place of work. Her name is Genesis Gutierrez, the woman he jumped into bed with.

He moved her into his apartment where my son lives half of the time without telling me as soon as I moved back. When the new year came around and I went to go pick up my son from his apartment I seen in his doorway a countdown to how many days ‘baby Wilson’ would be born. He had knocked up his homewrecker. He wasn’t going to tell me even though he knew how I felt. What he didn’t know is that while I was back in my home state I myself had a miscarriage myself. It was like a shot in the gut. I couldn’t breathe. Fast forward 2 months she ends up having her fourth miscarriage st the age of 23, the previous three being from previous relationship(s?). During this time I did not know what was going on with them. Mike knew I was having a hard time moving on and he suggested sleeping with me to help me get over him. Like a one last time sort of thing. I seriously considered it because I was so desperate to be over him but I could not go through with it because I could not be a homewrecker myself. Even if his bitch did it first. I later found out it was during the time when she was miscarrying. Fast forward 2 more months and I get a call that he’s in jail for assaulting a couple. But what the police don’t know is that he had choked his girlfriend, the homewrecker. She had marks on her neck and he has scars on his back from it to this day. Well today I just found out that not even a year after we had separated (we are still not legally divorced) that a couple of weeks ago he proposed to his homewrecker. No she may not technically be really a homewrecker but we were in the process of trying to figure out what we were going to do and she got in the way of that. She still continues to get in the way of me and my ex co parenting and taking care of our son. Because of their actions my son will not have a mother and father together.

He will not get to experience the childhood that he deserves . It’s extremely unfair that they could so thoroughly destroyed my life and all my hopes and dreams I have for my future, and yet they are still coming out on top and everything is going seemingly swimmingly well for them. I won’t lie I am bitter about it. I will never forgive and I will never forget what they did to me. While my life is in shambles, they get to rub it in my face that everything is working out just fine for them. I hope this gets out to them and everybody they know and it humiliates them as much as they humiliated me. I’m done being the better person. I am done being forgiving and I’m done being treated like crap. My mother always told me but I should not be mad at the woman I should be mad at the man. I’m sorry Mom but I have the right to be pissed at both of them. Her for being a homewrecker and a slut, knowing she’s going to destroy your family. And him for giving her the opportunity to do so. Don’t get me wrong I am completely over the man himself. Whatever love I had for Mike and any minor sense died the day I found out that he would abuse a woman. I have been dating a man I knew in high school for the last 10 months now. I want a future with him and a life with him, that I may never have. So don’t think but this post is because any feelings of affection I have for the man I had regrettably married. This post is to remind men and women out there snakes come in all different shapes and sizes and to keep your eye out for any who might dare to take what does not belong to them. * I apologize for any typos, grammatical, or spelling errors. This was typed out on my phone with auto correct being a punk ass bitch.

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