I Didn’t Leave Because I Didn’t Try
Volume 6 of The Bad Wife Files
Casey Peck
6/23/20254 min read


I Left Because I Finally Saw It Was a Setup
They say I gave up too soon.
That I should’ve stayed “for the kids.”
That I should’ve been more patient.
That, maybe, if I’d just handled things differently, he wouldn’t have acted the way he did.
They don’t know.
They don’t know the thousands of times I bent, twisted, softened, swallowed, smiled through gritted teeth, stayed quiet to keep the peace, said “it’s fine” when it never was.
I didn’t leave because I didn’t try.
I left because I realized no matter how hard I tried… the game was rigged.
The Setup Was So Subtle, I Almost Missed It
He didn’t come out swinging.
He came in gentle.
Charming. Romantic. A little damaged, maybe, but open about it.
And I, like most of us, thought love could fix it.
The setup looked like this:
I became the problem when I had needs
I became dramatic when I had emotions
I became selfish when I wanted time to myself
I became “too much” when I asked for respect
I became the villain for noticing his behavior and speaking it out loud
Every time I tried to address the cracks, I got blamed for “breaking the foundation.”
That’s not love. That’s a trap.
Here’s How You Know It Was a Setup
1. The rules keep changing,but you’re always the one at fault.
One day it’s “Why aren’t you affectionate anymore?”
The next it’s “You’re too clingy.”
2. Apologies come with a price.
He says “sorry” but only if you agree you were also wrong for reacting.
3. You start over-functioning just to keep things “calm.”
You clean more. Say less. Let things slide. And still get called ungrateful.
4. Your identity starts shrinking to fit his comfort zone.
You stop dressing a certain way, laughing too loud, making plans without clearing it first—just to avoid another “conversation.”
The goalpost always moves.
Because control isn’t about outcomes, it’s about exhaustion.
And once you’re too tired to fight back, the setup is complete.
They Saw a Divorce. I Lived a War.
People only see the ending.
The leaving.
The court dates.
The social media status change.
The co-parenting chaos.
They don’t see the years you spent trying to save something he was actively sabotaging.
They don’t see you:
Googling “how to fix a toxic relationship” at 2 a.m.
Blaming yourself for not being “easier”
Begging him to go to therapy
Reading self-help books hoping you were the problem, so you could fix it
Making excuses for his behavior so your kids wouldn’t see the truth
They don’t see it.
Because women like you make survival look graceful.
Let’s Be Clear: I F*cking Tried
I tried more than I should have.
I stayed longer than I promised myself I would.
I kept showing up even when I was being torn down.
I fought for us when he was only ever fighting for control.
I made love out of pain and called it compromise.
I went to war for a relationship I now realize was never supposed to be won—just endured.
And then I left.
Not because I stopped loving him.
But because I finally loved myself enough to stop playing a game designed to break me.
The Setup Isn’t Always Obvious, Until You Step Out of It
Here’s what I saw after I left:
Peace doesn’t feel “boring”, it feels safe
You don’t have to earn someone’s love by shrinking
Conflict isn’t inevitable when you’re with someone emotionally mature
Silence isn’t normal, it’s punishment
Love doesn’t require explanation for why you’re hurting, it responds with care
What looked like “trying” was actually me performing for someone who didn’t want connection, he wanted control.
For the Woman Who’s Still in the Setup
If you’re reading this and wondering, “Is this me?”
Here’s what I want you to know:
If you feel like:
You’re the only one doing the emotional labor
You walk on eggshells daily
You have to prove you’re not crazy
You spend more time recovering from your relationship than enjoying it
That’s not love. That’s a setup.
And your exit?
Might be the first real choice you get to make for you.
What Helped Me Leave the Rigged Game
1. I stopped explaining myself.
You can’t reason with someone who benefits from your confusion.
2. I wrote it all down.
Not to convince anyone. To validate myself. Every gaslighting moment. Every shift in blame. Every time I bent and he broke me anyway.
3. I imagined staying.
Not just today, but 5 years from now. 10. Watching myself disappear completely.
And that thought?
It was completely soul crushing. It was scarier than starting over.
You’ve Got This and I’ve Got You
I didn’t leave because I didn’t care.
I didn’t leave because I didn’t fight for it.
I didn’t leave because I wanted to “give up.”
I left because I finally realized that loving someone doesn’t mean losing yourself.
That trying harder doesn’t fix someone committed to misunderstanding you.
That your survival should never depend on staying silent.
So let them say, “She gave up.”
Let them say, “She walked away.”
I know what I did.
I ended the performance.
I called the game.
And I saved the one person he never would’ve chosen to protect: me.
Tools for the Woman Who Finally Sees It:
UNLEASHED: The step one, trauma-informed rebuild to get your power, peace, and clarity back
The Boundary Setting Blueprint: For when you’re done negotiating with manipulation