Anonymous wrote:When I was in middle school, the father of one of my classmates was coming home very drunk, fell down somewhere along the way and froze to death.
My best friend's mom heard about it and said "OMG, some women get so lucky!". My best friend's dad was an alcoholic who regularly beat his wife and daughter. A few years later he passed out drunk with a cigarette in the small cabin they had in a remote area. His family felt mostly relief.
Anonymous wrote:The surviving one showed limited grief and was probably relieved to not have to go on with them.
Anonymous wrote:Of course.
My mother. She wanted my father gone for almost their whole marriage of over 50 years. He loved her. She hated him.
Now she lives a lonely life