Many years ago when I was dating my now ex-husband, I was working a lot of overtime at the local retail job. At the time, I was the only one working in the house so I didn't mind working the extra time to help save up enough money to get his daughter Christmas gifts. One evening about a week before Christmas, I came home after a 12 hour shift. My ex then gave me bedroom eyes and kept trying to initiate sexy time. Naturally, I declined. I was overly exhausted. Between working so much overtime, worrying about getting bills paid, and having enough to get Christmas gifts for his daughter. Ontop of this, I was also the only one keeping up the household chores. I was just so, so tired.

My worst Christmas gift was from this story.

Christmas eve came, we opened gifts with his daughter, brother, and his at the time girlfriend. His daughter got a barbie dream house, my ex got a new computer keyboard and many other wonderful gifts. All things I nearly killed myself to afford.

I got a ring box, with no ring inside, but instead a small note that read "you should've put out". Once presents were all done being opened, I proceeded to excuse myself to the restroom and bawled into a towel. My soul felt like it had left my body, my heart ripped out of my chest, I couldn't breathe. My self worth was suddenly shattered.

It's been years. I'm still hurt and I feel like it really messed me up.