Last time he left I was tempted all the time to touch him, hold him, rub his arm, say I love him.
Now I think of his face and the pure rage and clenched teeth when he said FU I hate you! I hate you now! I hate you! We are DONE!
(BTW D2 was in my arms at the time).......
I told him this morning I would never forget that. He said he would regret it for the rest of his life. I know he didn't mean it but it makes me keep my distance and I think that was the goal. He actually said last night, "You wanted a reason to hate me? Well now you have it..."
So now he is remorseful of the comment. And I KNOW I have changed, I really have. I am just tired, pretty much all it says in the dixie chicks song. I am worn out from trying even if he says I didn't try. I just want someone to hold my hand and let me cry for a little while...
