Divorcing my wife in a few weeks
So I did a short post a month back in a different sub and basically everyone said divorce her ofc, so I've decided to. Someone recommended I post here, so i wanted to discuss a bit more on the scenario that lead to my wife jumping off a coffee table trying to choke me, which in the grand scheme is one of the main reason i'm divorcing her.
So three years ago we were moving apartments. My wife said her mom has movers she loves to use and would take care of scheduling them for us. Now the thing is I was super hesitant about this because moving fucking sucks. Leading up to the move day I kept asking her for proof she scheduled the movers. I never got this. One day I finally got her to tell me how much her mom paid for our movers and she said she got 3 movers for $200. I immediately explained $200 for 3 movers for 8 hours is absolutely impossible, and I needed her to make sure her mom scheduled them correctly.
So as we get even closer to move day. I'm still concerned, and I start asking friends and family to help us at a birthday party, and my wife literally starts arguing with me in front of everyone about how we don't need actually need their help because she hired movers.
Once we get to a week before the move, my wife literally refuses to help me start boxing up the apartment. She keeps saying the movers are great and they will box and move everything and unbox. And at this point i'm like she may be fucking retarded. She's given me zero assurances she's handled anything. So three days before move day we get nto a gigantic argument about getting friends and family to help, and I basically tell her to fuck off and at bare minimum my mom will be coming.
So we get to move day and unsurprisingly her mom never scheduled the movers. The only thing her mom paid for was to get some furniture picked up from her house and then dropped at our new apartment. These movers came and left in like 30 thirty minutes.
So the only people left to move the two apartments were me, my wife, my sixty year old mom, and her sixty-five year old dad. (My wife decided to invite her dad last minute because I finally cursed her out and insisted my mom was coming). So anyway my wife severely fucked up despite me warning her for weeks I thought she or her mom had fucked up.
Now on the move day because of her fuck up I basically had to do 80% of the work myself, but what's is my wife was a complete bitch the entire day. Her own dad and the movers thought she was being bitch and they both even made comments about it.
So my mom is old, and I didn't want her to do anything heavy. I decided to give her the task of migrating our master closet since clothes are super light, and she could just focus completely on doing one single room. Now once we got to the new apartment my mom asked me whether my wife I would get the left or right side of the closet, and we decide to give my wife the right side because she was being a bitch to everyone and we thought it would make her happier to have the better side.
The closet door opens inwards and swings to the left. So the entire left side of the closet is 70% blocked by the door. So if you want clothes from the left you have to go all the way inside and close the door behind you.
Anyway so my wife gets the right side, and I get the left side and for three years I've dealt with a door blocking my access to the clothes. I never complained because I obviously choose to deal with it, but I thought the entire time I was being a good husband dealing with that shit to make my wife happy.
Now onto the day she jumped off the coffee table. So after three years of this, my wife makes a snide comment about how my mom doesn't like her and she thinks this because my mom chose to give her the shitty side of the closet. Let me clarify the closet is a square. The entire thing is symmetical. The only difference is the door swings in to block the left side. So there is no logical reason for her to think her side is shit.
Now there is one thing I haven't mentioned which is my wife isn't organized, but I am very organized, so my side of the closet is always neat, while hers is filled with random unfolded clothes. This may be why she feels like her side was smaller or something but it really was a square, and my side was objectively shit because it's the side blocked by the door.
Anyway I immediately got mad when she says that comment, and I started aggressively explaining my side is the shit side and i've dealt with the door blocking for clothes for three years just to be fucking nice to her, so how dare she delusionally think not only was I not being nice to her for three years, but also that my mom and I purposefully tried to screw her.
I don't remember her reply, but I know it was nonsense so I asked her if she was fucking retarded, and she proceeded to climb ontop of our living room coffee table then jump off it trying to choke me. I don't really think she can handle being wrong.
She broke her left hand in the jump, and then after breaking her left hand she continued throwing random objects at me with her right hand.
Eventually she ended up leaving to drive herself to the hospital.
And here's a link to picture of the closet
https://imgur.com/a/8iET0Eu
We share the middle. The left is entirely mine. The right is entirely hers.