Why did I change?

For years I've kept a personal blog to serve as my refuge when stress no longer seems tolerable. You were always my topic. How you've treated me. How I've suffered, endured, and put up all these years with an ungrateful person like you. I had always put those into writing. I've changed the moment I realized you will never truly care for me nor for Evo. You will only continue to love yourself. I will never forget the night you came into our house, drunk from a pseudo strip club, and then made me sniff your hand which smelled of a woman's cheap perfume. Shame on you! I just gave birth; recovering without a husband by my side. Looked into with disgust from your eyes, and this is what I still get? Haven't I sacrificed enough already? From then on, I knew I had to be cautious and tough. I knew I may be irrational but I will be tough............ No more little nice girl.