Four months ago, I made a simple request—what was legally and rightfully mine. Just half. Nothing more, nothing less. A fair, legal, and just division. Yet, here I am, four months later, after enduring a storm of lies, threats, blackmail, and mounting legal fees, being offered exactly what I had asked for from the very beginning. Half.

What does this say about human nature, about power struggles, and about the destructive force of control? Some people are so consumed by their need to dominate that they lose sight of the bigger picture. They fight battles they were destined to lose, not because they are standing on solid ground but because they refuse to relinquish their grip on control.

Had logic, fairness, and decency prevailed, we could have been divorced by now. The process could have been straightforward, amicable even. Instead, it became a drawn-out war—one that was entirely avoidable. And for what? To prove a point? To flex power? To make things as difficult as possible?

This experience is an unfortunate testament to the lengths some will go to in order to avoid what is inevitable. Instead of taking the practical and fair route, they choose obstruction, hostility, and manipulation. The irony is that in the end, after all their scheming and delaying tactics, they land right back where they started, only with more damage done, more money wasted, and more bridges burned.

The lesson here is simple: Stubbornness and control often lead to self-inflicted losses. A legal process doesn’t bend to narcissism or entitlement—it follows facts, fairness, and the law. When people act out of spite rather than reason, they end up losing far more than they ever imagined.

As for me? I move forward, knowing I stood my ground with dignity and without stooping to their level. I have learned that while some people thrive on chaos and conflict, I am no longer one of them. The storm has passed, and I emerge stronger, wiser, and at peace with the truth.