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A Year Through Hell

Let's do a Live Autopsy on a Bad Relationship

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A Year Through Hell

By: Anton Volney
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I wrote this in 2022, when I was getting divorced.
I filed it away.
I didn’t want to be bitter.

Three years later, I don’t see bitterness.
You tell me.

I thought marriage would be a passport to a bigger life.

Instead, I got five years in solitary confinement.

I was her everything—
Her chauffeur.
Her scapegoat.
Her emotional punching bag.

A professional doormat.

Two hours of chit-chat before breakfast. Every day.
Miss one morning, and I was the villain who didn’t care.

Friends? Off-limits.
Family? Excommunicated.

The only “safe” place was inside her orbit—
which felt less like love and more like house arrest with pretty curtains.

I shudder to think of it.

By the time I woke up, I was fifty pounds heavier and flirting with a .38-caliber exit.

I couldn’t see the truth staring back at me.

That this relationship was killing me.

I didn’t want to see it.

No — she was my ticket to America.

My one and only.

I wasn’t going to pass it up.

What saved me wasn’t therapy or prayer.

I ran like a gazelle.
Danced like there was no tomorrow.
Meditated for days nonstop.

Tony Robbins hired me.

I travelled all over the country.

And with every mile, every salsa spin, every meditation—
I felt the chains rattle… then drop.

It’s like I crawled out of the nine gates of hell into a land of milk and honey.

Almost.

This isn’t a revenge story.

Or a pity party.

It’s a jailbreak manual for anyone sleeping beside their warden.

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