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Can I Let You In On A Secret?

I Don’t Owe You Anything More

By Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 8 months ago 4 min read
Top Story - May 2025

(He screamed at the top of his lungs)

“You live in the comfort that I provide”

His voice ripped through her peace like shards of shrapnel

“It’s come to the point that you have to decide.”

His intent as rotten as an apple.

“If you’re going to leave, you’d better be prepared. You’ve no business being in charge of a household. Look at your face, so pathetic and scared. Who would want you, all used up and old?”

She tightened her jaw as she gathered her things,

The whole time, he followed her around.

As she turned to face him, freedom started to sing.

She handed him some things she had written down.

*

The following letter is intended to inform you of my intentions.

Effective immediately!

I resign…..

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Definitions of resign:

verb: accept as inevitable

Example: "He resigned himself to his fate"

verb: leave (a job, post, post, or position) voluntarily

Example: "The chairman resigned when he was found to have misappropriated funds"

verb: part with a possession or right

Example: "Resign a claim to the throne"

verb: give up or retire from a position

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To whom it may concern and believe me, I know, that isn’t you; I have had more than my fill, we are over, I am through

I can’t take anymore of your pain and abuse, being thrown to the floor, then, being fed your excuses

Today is the day that I take my life back, I have had enough of being ruthlessly attacked.

The way you weaponize your words to belittle and contain, did some real damage to a my self esteem, heart and brain.

When you first raised your voice I’ll admit, I swallowed the blame. Maybe I left you no choice and made you feel insane.

But when the words turned to blows, I knew that wasn’t me, it was you. I began to look closer and revealed that you actually preferred using abuse.

To stay in control you needed to be able to tame me. Like I was a criminal on parole, you found new ways to blame me.

You would call me emotional when you felt I was strong, making everything controversial and special occasions go wrong.

For the weakness you felt as I began to fight back, you revealed your meanness and your eyes would turn black.

But, I learned how to read you like a cheap romance novel. You loved seeing me weep and got off making me grovel.

So I became an expert at hiding my feelings. So no one would get hurt, I cowered to your heeding.

I became skilled at your game keeping myself safe from your mood swings. And you would reign over your subjects as a covert, sovereign king

Keeping your secrets from being exposed, and I began to collect them right under your nose.

Waiting for the right time to come to make my getaway. For just the right sign to play the way that you play.

The winner takes all and the loser concedes, the first one to fall will be the one left to bleed.

And then, like nothing happened, you could not get enough. You’d become impassioned to convince me that what you’re doing was love.

And the first couple times I wanted to believe you. Now it’s like watching a crime, it’s just something that you do.

To keep me confused, unable to predict what would light your fuse what words could flip the switch

You stole my will and tore down my defenses. You’re no longer in charge, you see, the truth is.

Your actions and words, well they come with consequences and it’s time that you learned, there are ramifications

I’ve a list of demands and I expect you to listen. I know that you are the man, not used to being in this position

But there are first times for firsts and this your first lesson. Please don’t make it worse, I’ve made a decision.

It’s better for us both if you let me walk away. If I’m telling the truth, there’s nothing you could say

To make me change my mind or to reconsider. Otherwise you will find my tweets, tweeting on twitter.

And we both know you don’t have the stomach for that. You’ve a reputation to maintain, you can’t bear being seen as bad.

So, this is how it will go and we won’t have to deal with it again. You let me go on alone, you can pretend we’re just friends

I don’t care how you spin it, I don’t care what you say. Just be sure not to repeat it, or I’ll send a special bouquet

A beautiful display of the love that we shared and the words that you’d say when you needed me scared

So that you held the cards and I played the game by your rules. Except now I am in charge and you’re finally getting schooled

Please accept my requests and my immediate resignation. I’d wish you the best, but I’ll settle for salvation

Sincerely-

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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden

Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition

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  • William Coleman8 months ago

    This is some intense stuff. The way the person is being verbally abused is awful. It makes me wonder how common this kind of situation is. Have you seen similar dynamics play out in real life? And how do you think someone in this position can find the strength to finally break free like she did?

  • Sofia 8 months ago

    Exactly

  • Colleen Walters8 months ago

    BRAVO!! You penned a powerhouse to paper in stunning fashion. May this bring courage to someone dealing with domestic abuse, whether it's physical abuse or a narcissistic bully. Great job. ❤️😊

  • Marilyn Glover8 months ago

    "I began to look closer and revealed that you actually preferred using abuse."- This hit hard, Kelli, because I live this. I made my getaway twenty-four years ago, barely escaping with my life. Excellent top story, one told with strength. I appreciate you!!!

  • Cathy holmes8 months ago

    Excellent and powerful work. Congrats on the TS.

  • Mitchell Bartling8 months ago

    This is some intense stuff. It's crazy how someone can use words as weapons like that. I've seen similar situations where people tear each other down verbally. It's so damaging. Makes you wonder how someone gets into that mindset. And it's great that she's finally standing up for herself and taking her life back. How do you think she'll be able to fully move on from this kind of abuse?

  • Najmus Sayadat8 months ago

    .

  • Calvin London8 months ago

    "I don’t care how you spin it, I don’t care what you say. Just be sure not to repeat it, or I’ll send a special bouquet." I like that - you mean business!

  • John Cox8 months ago

    Talk about turning the tables! This excellent, on point and righteous! Great challenge entry, Kelli! Good luck!

  • Mother Combs8 months ago

    Nope, you sure don't, Kelli. Great poem <3

  • C. Rommial Butler8 months ago

    Well-wrought! It's an unfortunate thing, having to play such a game, especially where children are involved, for we do not want them to think they're to blame.

  • To quote "Die Hard": "The quarterback's toast!" Well said, well played, accept the resignation or get a bouquet.

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