{"id":61515,"date":"2025-05-28T22:02:06","date_gmt":"2025-05-28T22:02:06","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/?p=61515"},"modified":"2025-05-28T22:02:06","modified_gmt":"2025-05-28T22:02:06","slug":"he-pranked-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/?p=61515","title":{"rendered":"He Pranked Me"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full\"><img fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"634\" height=\"499\" src=\"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/image-777.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-61516\" srcset=\"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/image-777.png 634w, https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/image-777-300x236.png 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 634px) 100vw, 634px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>At 34 weeks pregnant, I was finally getting some rest when my husband, Daniel, screamed, \u201cFire! Fire!\u201d Panicked, I bolted out of bed, clutching my belly, only<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>to find him and his friends laughing\u2014it was just a prank. He knew my history: when I was 17, my family home burned down, and we lost everything, even our dog.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>That trauma never left me. I obsessively check the stove and outlets to this day. I had shared this with Daniel, trusted him with that part of me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So when he used it as a joke, something inside me snapped. I locked myself in the bedroom, trembling. By morning, I\u2019d called my dad and left.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>By 9 a.m., I had spoken to a lawyer and started the divorce process. Daniel apologized repeatedly,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>claiming it was \u201cjust a joke,\u201d but it wasn\u2019t. It was heartless and dangerous\u2014especially while I was carrying our child.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Some say I overreacted. I say I finally stood up for myself. If he could laugh at my deepest fear during pregnancy,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>what else would he dismiss as a joke later? I chose peace for me and my baby\u2014because love without respect isn\u2019t love at all.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/?p=61500\">also read&#8230;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>At 34 weeks pregnant, I was finally getting some rest when my husband, Daniel, screamed, \u201cFire! Fire!\u201d Panicked, I bolted out of bed, clutching my belly, only&#8230; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":61516,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/61515"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=61515"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/61515\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":61517,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/61515\/revisions\/61517"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/61516"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=61515"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=61515"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=61515"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}