I just went to pick son at her new place.

I could barely look at her. Lots of anger...possibly hatred was filling me. I can't even look at her.

I keep it short and don't say much. I'm not really appearing to have gotten a life by acting like that. Not that I'm acting bad, just quiet and aloof.

I didn't think I could ever feel like this about her.

Me: 35
W: 31
S:9
M: 10 years
Together 13
MySitch - Ups & Downs
She moved out the day before Thanksgiving 2009, over 13 months post-bomb.