TW: ableism 

I remember how I deselected the mute button on the video call and explained to my friends and family how Dayo had risked my health and lied to me about practicing COVID safety. I explained the danger, the betrayal and the risk he was willing to take at my expense. I was vulnerable about my fear, my ongoing health issues and my concerns. 

Then they unmuted, and actually unmasked the ableism they had hidden from me. They rained down derisive remarks, sly comments and thinly veiled insults. They didn't see any betrayal, they saw me overreacting, they didn't see a lying husband, they saw a carer just trying to have fun in these difficult times. They did not see a vulnerable person in me but rather a vindictive brat. Dayo was looking into the camera, smug as shit and I wasn't going to let him get away with it. 

That day in 2022 was the end of the life I knew. Everything I once held close to my heart, had been revealed to be a con. I had been duped, defrauded and deceived. Seething with rage I closed my laptop and I began planning on how to destroy the man I once called my husband.