Yeah, Jake’s been writing his own little fanfic about me. Apparently, in his version of our life, I’m thrilled to be this 1950s-style homemaker, trading my career for baking pies and bedtime stories. He literally mocked me and the lifestyle I now had. What he didn’t mention? That I quit work for the sake of our daughter. Real talk: necessity, not desire.
Fast-forward a week, and my anger? Oh, it wasn’t going anywhere. So I decided it was time for a little lesson Jake would never, ever forget.
I always believed Jake and I were a team, but everything changed when I discovered he was mocking me online. After our autistic daughter, Lily, was born, we decided I would quit my marketing job to care for her. Though scared, I embraced the role of stay-at-home mom.
One day, while cleaning his office, I found Jake’s Twitter, where he posted mocking photos of me baking and doing household chores, portraying me as a cheerful homemaker who willingly gave up her career. He never mentioned Lily’s needs.
I confronted him, and though he apologized, I couldn’t let it go. I shared screenshots of his posts on Facebook, exposing his disrespect. Now, it was Jake who was humiliated, not me.
