Today is a rough day for me. It's my Ws birthday and I want nothing more than to celebrate it with her. I ended up letting the dogs sleep with me last night since I knew that I didn't want to wake up alone today. They are such good companions. I love them. That's another thing that I don't understand. I only have the dogs because my W pushed me so hard to get them. I used to think that she loved them more than me. It's been a month now since she's seen them or me. I can understand not seeing me, but why not the dogs. I talk to them about her and I can see them get sad. I don't know if it's just a mirror of my emotions, but I can see a change in them if I say her name. This may sound weird to some people, but they are very much a part of my support system. I don't know. Part of me is SO angry at her, but that part of me fights with the part that loves her so much. Maybe someday it will all make sense...
Me: 29 W: 28 T: 10 M: 7 No kids 2 Dogs and 1 Cat With Parents: 09/16/07 Apartment: 10/13/07 Back Home: ~2/16/2008