Thank you. I can't beleive this is the same man. He says he loves me, but the TANGLE of "conditions" are terrible. He would rather divorce that give an inch. I don't know how small I can make myself.
I don't know weather to shoot, sit or S$#@! I have calmed down. Last night I left the house (anxiety and do not want to fight) and I drove for hours. I can't sit still.
I parked my car to snooze, a cop pulled up (guess they have been having break ins around there). HOW embarrassing. I had to tell him all my biz- he left.
I must have looked really upset, because he asked me if was OK- if I had "taken anything" (I guess pills?) I was just trying to get some rest. An officer who works at my school is his boss. I told him to check with Keith if he didn't believe me.
