I'm here, girl. Take some deep breaths. You assume he heard from his attorney, but he may not have. You are sure he doesn't love you, yet he told you when you asked last week that he cared about you. He called to worry about you when the tropical storm was coming through. He rang the doorbell yesterday rather than just walk in the door. You believe he's playing you and that she is playing him. I see him just being an angry guy that has no freakin' clue.
Now, another breath. One more. Great. Now, let me cheer you up a little.
He's living in that little camper. He may be spending money on the OW, but it isn't a lot if he's coming all the way home just to do laundry. He isn't living with the OW. She isn't living with him. Those are things you know.
This other stuff is filling in blanks. Guessing and probably not guessing correct.
You are going to be ok. Really you are. I'm here with you. We are all here with you.
Stay as dark as you can. I'm sure he wondered where you were going all pretty. We are going to get through this.
Me 45, H 46, S 23, M 26, Together 30, Bomb 6-2-08, S 6-19-08; H left 12-29-08. H home 12-09, Still MLC in 2012! Me- I have my big girl panties on. Bring it.