I found a house and was approved. I am excited to have a place that I can call my own, and actually unpack all of my things.... I waver alot between looking at the past and how it hasn't changed, and whether I should just let go, and the fact that despite everything, I do love him and wish things could just get better. It hurts too much to stay in this house while he is doing his own thing like nothing is bothering him. My house won't be ready until about the 15th of Sept. I'm going to go stay with my brother until then.
