R talks still going on. The same story for a couple of days: - Don't leave me before year end. - Where are we heading too? You will leave me next year, I know. Blah, Blah, Blah And other crazy stuff about ex-boyfriends that I don't see in 12 years.
Don't know what to say anymore. I am managing the piecing part and trying to be mature. Got an "action" plan instead of words plan.
But I am loosing my patience and don't know for how long I can go on being cucumberish. Hate the pity party he's throwing on himself. He is coming home earlier than he uses to just to nag me about this while we are having dinner. Can't eat much because of that so I guess it's a forced diet.
Don't I need validation too for working hard on piecing? I wish he could see further than his own belly.
