Well, today was a rough one...I knew he would be moving some stuff out today but the reality of it was torturous. I came home and broke down again...on my knees, sobbing. My D8 was comforting me and hugging me. Poor thing. This was not even an hour ago. My boss is coming over and bringing me some cigarettes!!!!! (I know I know....bad but WTF!!!!) Anyway, he left the house a mess and said he would come over tomorrow with stuff to help me organize what is left. How sweet. I just got a text from him that said "are you OK? Did that upset you?"...to which I WILL NOT reply. I guess he is concerned, but it feels patronizing. I can't move fast enough now...I just want to get the hell away from him.
