My Story.

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It was totally sucky.

OM had a bunch of his stuff moved into what was my bedroom. He lives in another city, but spends as much time as possible at my place with stbxw.

I don't know if I was blind to who she was, or if she changed. I don't understand how she feels completely justified in this. She really thinks everything she is doing/has done is completely ok.

And now she's spending Valentines day with OM in my house in our bed, right up the road. All I can do is sit here in my apartment alone.

I'm pissed at myself for even giving a S$^$! There's already (much better) women who want to be with me... but thats a whole 'nother story.