He was very frustrated with me tonight. Partially because he doesn't want to see me hurt. Well, duh, that's part of the consequences. (So much for "no, no. I need to hear this sort of thing."

So, off he waltzes to go out partying at the bars while I stay here bawling. Yes, I *could* go out; if I wanted people to ask if I've been crying and avoid me like the plague.

His plans for this weekend-go and meet a guy to jam with; go to his parents house; go buy a new bed; get the bare necessities in the apartment and then take off late next week to finish moving. "Bare necessities" being basically a bed.

As he left, he did a kissy noise at me and I opened my arms for a hug and he gave me a peck and a half hearted hug with "pal pats". I HATE pal pats.

Me-43
H-46
M 12 yrs 7/09
T 15
2 grown kids
bomb 7/05/07
H moved out 8/04/07
11/22/09 told him I quit;let's get ball rolling
Mid Dec- he isn't sure he wants D
End 2/2010-Starting to consider piecing