Urine on the Seat Why I Walked Away and Never Looked Back

Finding urine stains on the toilet seat for the millionth time was the final straw. I asked for a divorce.

Tyler slammed his fork onto the table, his face twisted in annoyance. "Why do you have to be so sensitive? If it’s dirty, just wipe it off!"

"You know it needs to be wiped," I said, glaring at him. "So why can't you just lift the damn seat before you pee?"

He paused, offering no answer.

I pulled out the crumpled medical reports from my pocket. "Because of you, I have my third urinary tract infection in—"