And I waver between feeling fine, and being so angry. And then sad once in a while, but mostly angry. As in, I want to stick forks in his eyes. And hers.
He came by the house the other evening, claiming that he’s sorry…wanting to fix everything…and promising that she’s gone — we’ll see. He also said something interesting — he never loved her, it was more about hurting me. Controlling me. He didn’t even like her.
I want none of it. He claims to want us back. We’ll see. In the meantime, I’m busy with the coffeehouse and making sure our son has as normal of a life as possible. We’ll see…
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don’t do it! once a cheater, always a cheater. he’ll do it again.
Don’t do what?? Stick forks in his eyes?
Can you feel my anger all the way across the country??
I am so pissed at him, but I love you and will support you in whatever you do.
I can get forks wholesale, you know. I’ll even overnight them, if need be.
LOL - I can get forks…and large chef’s knives. Cheap. But it would be a waste of good cutlery, frankly.
I need to order something and I forget what now…oh dammit — oh wait! The dark chocolate barista chips. Okay, never mind. LOL.
what a dick. My suggestion for good revenge:
if you have acess to accounts next time he’s on the road, shut off his cel phone. Seen that one used before, always get’s them vexed. The forks isn’t a bad idea though… Peace
LOL — the phone was disconnected…trust me.