Debbie felt that she had overcome many of her weaknesses after leaving Dennis. He did nothing to support her and found it somehow enjoyable to belittle her, especially in front of other people. Over the years it had worn her down and she had become a meak, voiceless follower. Not anymore!
Debbie realized that she had everything she needed, in herself, to live on her own and take care of herself. No more feeling like the helpless victim. She was done with Dennis and he might finally see that he is the weak one here.
Debbie walked toward the window in the front room. As she looked out the window she could see the tree Dennis had planted when they first moved in. She had wanted a white birch but he had insisted on a Japanese Maple. She would get her saw and cut the tree down. No need to have that kind of reminder in the yard that was now hers!
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