I had a dream last night that W and I were together and happy. Given the way I've been feeling that's really odd.
W came by this morning to give D17 a ride to band camp. While she was here she fed the dogs. I went downstairs and she was pleasant towards me.
I realize now that she speaks in terms of 'our house' 'our cars' because she doesn't want to let go of that 'life' with the kids. It's not me, it's the life, the familiarity.
While she probably cares what happens to me, she's long past having anything to do with me. If I didn't happen to come into the kitchen this morning there would have been no interaction.
So, I'm going to go into 'no contact' mode. If she comes to the house I'm not going to go out of my way to talk to her at all. I think this is best for me. When she does initiate contact I'll be myself.
The woman I knew is long gone, the alien has taken over 100%. My new life has begun and it's time for me to stand down.
When she left, she took the Prius and left the minivan.
