I think it’s hilarious that you want me to have a surgeon cut my balls instead of using a condom. -Mark Pitta
In my previous post I shared a belligerent letter from Mark stating that I was to leave the house or before he returned. Near the end of the letter he makes it clear that he will not have a vasectomy or in his words “…cut into his balls.”. Many months prior I tried talking to him about the possibility of having a vasectomy since we had NO plans of ever having children. Plus, I’d been on birth control for two years and the side-effects were becoming noticeable, so I wanted off of it. However, you can’t have an adult conversation with a man who acts like a child and that’s exactly how he reacted to my suggestion. He acted as if I wanted to have him castrated and there was just no reasoning with him. So I dropped the subject and never spoke about it again but he obviously never forgot.
Continuing from previous post… I arrived in Atlanta and was still suffering from whatever sickness I had. Crystal took me to an Urgent Care and below is an image of me checking in and updating everyone through Facebook. (click to enlarge)
As you can see, I really was sick. In fact I had acute bronchitis and acute laryngitis.
Now, word had gotten back to Mark about my visit to the doctor and instead of a sympathetic text message from him, I received the opposite. Turns out, he was driving to LA and made some lame ass excuse about me not coming with him because I was in Mill Valley watching our pets or something. He didn’t want anyone knowing about our fight but now the truth had come out that I wasn’t in Mill Valley, which forced him to explain to all of his friends why he had lied in the first place.
I didn’t respond to his text message because I knew I’d done nothing wrong. If anything, it proved that I really was sick starting on the day of his nephew’s wedding and two weeks later I got an email from him which you can read below. (click to enlarge)
Mark Pitta is a classic narcissist,never apologizing for his behavior or holding himself accountable for them.Yet, I still loved him and allowed him to blame everything on me. So now it’s me having to justify my actions to Mark because I was in the wrong! He’d succeeded in manipulating the situation to the point of me believing I was the one who needed help. Think about this when reading the emails below (click the image to enlarge)
I remained in Atlanta for a few months until Mark was ready for me to come back. I didn’t see myself as a victim back then and therefore I firmly believed things would be better this time around. What a short lived fantasy that turned out to be…