Just journaling my day. H was out with OW yesterday, because she left a hair bow in his truck on his gear shift, I'm sure for me to find and hoping I would get in a fight with H.
I purposely took it off of his gear shift while he watched me... oh that has been there for a long time he says... (not) I just drove his truck 2 days ago, it was not there... (and she is the only one that does that, I do not put my hair bows there and the passenger window was opened and the seat moved) then he says, throw it out if you want, so I did, whipped out the window and did not say one word. Does he think I was born yesterday?!
I guess I did good, because we did not get into a fight like I think she had hoped. To bad for her. We went out and had an ok time. How can someone live with all the lies, though, especially when he knows I am trying with everything I have got? It would eat me up inside.
I think I am starting to stuff my feelings because i knew in my heart he was out with her yesterday and why did it not bother me yesterday like it usually does, am I just getting tired of worrying about it? Or do I feel helpless and giving up? Or maybe I just don't care as much? Maybe my feelings for him are changing? Who knows? Too many questions in my head.
On the good side, he is doing some baby step things occasionally. Tomorrow is another day.
