He Wasn't Worth It

by Ina
(Rotterdam, Netherlands)

Getting married at nineteen was a huge mistake, but I thought that I knew everything at that age.

The marriage was turmoil from day one but I stuck in it just to prove everyone wrong. It was three years into the marriage when we engaged in a nasty fight which there was screaming and hitting involved. I called my father to come take me away and we left.

Halfway to his house, I remembered that my Dad did not drink coffee so I begged him to let me go back to get my coffee pot. That was a mistake. When I walked into my apartment, I knew that something did not feel right.

I slowly crept up the stairs to my bedroom and flipped on the light switch. There was my husband, intertwined with some skinny woman. My heart felt like it dropped right out of my body. I took off my wedding band and threw it onto the bed. Something came over me at this point, almost like someone took over my body. I walked back downstairs and grabbed the longest kitchen knife that I owned.

I felt like I had no control over what I was doing as I headed towards the steps.

I thank God everyday that my Dad walked in at that moment. He ran over to me and yanked me onto the floor by my hair. Standing over me, he screamed, "think about this, is he really worth this?". I came out of my trance and his question sunk in.

No, he wasn't worth it.

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