It was all about the team. His team. His way. Always. He doesn’t know how to be a “team player”. This was evident every time he played sports, every time he played board games, every time he walked through the door of their home. It was all about winning. It was all about control. It was all about his plan. It was all about his game. He would constantly say to my daughter they were a team, that she had to follow the plan.That she had to do it his way. This was the only way their marriage would succeed. But his plan and their team, and ultimately their marriage was just like how he played hockey, soccer or anything else, he had to be in control. He had to hog the ball. It had to be his way. The team, his team, in his eyes was to benefit him and only him.
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