He just said 'i'm perfectly happy that we are breaking up'. He said those words. Out loud. To my face.

My fault, for asking if he was happy. I shouldn't ask if I don't want to know the answer. I know it hasn't been a long time since the bomb dropped but holy crap that hurt. And feels so final. It feels like I'm dying. What the heck happened to my life.


Me 30 H 29
DC 9, 7, 2
M 4 years, T 6 years
ILYBINILWY Bomb: 8/8/10
He doesn't want to work, I'm slowly getting there too
Physically separating end of September