I don't know, I'm just sad. But I feel like I've gotten a piece of myself back. I don't feel sick anymore.
She didn't say anything before leaving last night, just said bye to the boys as she walked out the door.
She came home, went on downstairs. Came and knocked on my door to ask what was wrong with the internet. I didn't tell her I'd turned the router off, figuing, she's not carrying on in my house anymore, but I guess that's just petty, isn't it? And going to cause more friction. I don't need to be invested in controlling her anymore.
Well, she said sorry to bother you, and went on back downstairs. That has been it.
