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.</p><p id="609f"><b>I had built a life.</b> A really wonderful life. I had created a home. A truly lovely home. I had done everything right in life. My non-impulsive, planning nature had paid off.</p><p id="8644">I was involved in all aspects of my world.</p><p id="ee25">I wasn’t taken care of, it had been a joint venture.</p><p id="ce8d"><b>I had no idea I had trusted the wrong person.</b> A guy who would erase all of my careful planning. Who would rob me of the security I helped create and save? A man who would imply he had supported and taken care of me. Who would say I was no different than any other employee?</p><p id="ac8b">The worst kind of man.</p><p id="c0a5">That’s who I had trusted.</p><blockquote id="939b"><p><b>Sometimes I wish I had spent more.</b> I wish I had overdrafted our checking account and left him holding the bag. I wish I had been reckless and irresponsible. I wish I had made him pay the bills. I wish I made him negotiate mortgages and car prices. I wish he had to do more than drive to work each day. I wish I had made him stay home with a sick child. I wish I had made him cancel a meeting. I wish he had to do lawn work or home repairs.</p></blockquote><blockquote id="510e"><p>I wish I hadn’t helped him grow a business large enough to financially screw me out of everything and believe he was more powerful than his weak ego actually is.</p></blockquote><p id="43bd">I wish I had played the role of the spoiled woman he labeled me.</p><p id="e50f"><b>At least, there would have been some satisfaction.</b> I would have enjoyed years of wild abandonment, doing what I please. I would have been a kept woman with zero responsibilities. I wouldn’t have needed to plan. I would have been impulsive.</p><p id="6b2a">Married to a man who picked up the tab while I took a joy ride through life.</p><p id="932b">If only that were true.</p><p id="88ad">Maybe I wouldn’t feel like I lost so much.</p><p id="39d2"><b>I would have to take responsibility for living in the moment.</b> I would have to own up for not planning for a rainy day. I would need to acknowledge that I spent without thinking about the consequences of future needs. I would have to acknowledge my predicament with self-accountability.</p><p id="e246">I would only have myself to blame.</p><p id="e019"><b>That’s not what happened.</b> I made his world go round and supported it until I angered him by leaving. That’s when he altered the narrative. That’s when he refused to acknowledge the truth about all I had sacrificed and contributed.</p><p id="071b">I did everything right in life.</p><p id="64ba">But I trusted the wrong person.</p><p id="6f8c"><b>Follow </b>my quotes on <a href="https://www.instagram.com/colleenorme/">Instagram</a> or me on <a href="https://twitter.com/ColleenOrme">Twitter</a> or <a

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I Did Everything Right in Life

But I trusted the wrong person

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I wrote recently how I Lost Everything I Owned.

What makes it harder is I did everything right in life.

I’m not impulsive, I’m a planner. I did an excellent job of planning for the future because I don’t like stress. I was raised by a single mom and had a great deal of financial responsibility at a young age.

I didn’t overspend.

I increased our savings every year.

The investment properties we purchased were my idea. I paid down the mortgage on the first rental property. When most people would have bought the most expensive home they could afford, I was calling our stockbroker to significantly increase our monthly savings.

I quit my job to help my husband grow a business.

It made more sense for us as a couple. I made a sacrifice for him because I thought it was securing our financial future. In reality, I was walking away from my own career and independence. I just didn’t know that then.

I managed the money well for our home, business, and investment properties. By the time we were 40 and 42 years old, we no longer used credit cards and had a significant amount of cash savings.

We made money off of our beach house and always had a vacation place.

We grew the business enough to hire someone to replace me. I stayed home to raise our children. I was still involved in aspects of the business over the years.

As a mom, I volunteered voraciously.

If there was a school, charity, or community need I was your girl. I was overly involved. My husband used to say I did the volunteer version of working and he was correct.

I was The Mom Who Sang on Rainy Days.

Motherhood was the greatest joy of my life. Like most moms, I did everything perfectly, until my boys got old enough and life becomes messy enough that I fell off that pedestal.

It’s when I accepted we can’t raise our children perfectly.

We can only hope that our love raises them beautifully.

I had built a life. A really wonderful life. I had created a home. A truly lovely home. I had done everything right in life. My non-impulsive, planning nature had paid off.

I was involved in all aspects of my world.

I wasn’t taken care of, it had been a joint venture.

I had no idea I had trusted the wrong person. A guy who would erase all of my careful planning. Who would rob me of the security I helped create and save? A man who would imply he had supported and taken care of me. Who would say I was no different than any other employee?

The worst kind of man.

That’s who I had trusted.

Sometimes I wish I had spent more. I wish I had overdrafted our checking account and left him holding the bag. I wish I had been reckless and irresponsible. I wish I had made him pay the bills. I wish I made him negotiate mortgages and car prices. I wish he had to do more than drive to work each day. I wish I had made him stay home with a sick child. I wish I had made him cancel a meeting. I wish he had to do lawn work or home repairs.

I wish I hadn’t helped him grow a business large enough to financially screw me out of everything and believe he was more powerful than his weak ego actually is.

I wish I had played the role of the spoiled woman he labeled me.

At least, there would have been some satisfaction. I would have enjoyed years of wild abandonment, doing what I please. I would have been a kept woman with zero responsibilities. I wouldn’t have needed to plan. I would have been impulsive.

Married to a man who picked up the tab while I took a joy ride through life.

If only that were true.

Maybe I wouldn’t feel like I lost so much.

I would have to take responsibility for living in the moment. I would have to own up for not planning for a rainy day. I would need to acknowledge that I spent without thinking about the consequences of future needs. I would have to acknowledge my predicament with self-accountability.

I would only have myself to blame.

That’s not what happened. I made his world go round and supported it until I angered him by leaving. That’s when he altered the narrative. That’s when he refused to acknowledge the truth about all I had sacrificed and contributed.

I did everything right in life.

But I trusted the wrong person.

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