Boy did I tie one one last night. I'm usually a one beer or one drink kind of girl. I don't even remember typing the note, but signed it MOM. How stupid. I'd never commit suicide over a man, least of all that one.
I had far too many emails from him over the last few days, and finally responded asking What was it he wanted so badly from this house he was threatening to come down? His answer: a box of old uniforms under the house. No sh#t. Oh, and by the way, will you take a look at those papers about the mortgage waiver? I finally told him I would look at them. Had to ask twice where he wanted me to take the all important clothes, he kept forgetting about them. Reality Break: This guy cares about one thing only, himself and what he wants.
I agreed to look at the papers, but, and this was probably an emotional mistake, told him that he had pretty much destroyed my life and that I needed him to please just leave me alone. Sure that gave his ego a boost. God I'm a DA
