Sometimes this just gets too hard. Sometimes the pain feels like it's too much to bear.
Why do we put up with it? In the face of their complete lack of care.
I'm at the point of saying, 'No more'.
But I do know that it's because I've just had a big fat spew from H.
Maybe I'll feel different tomorrow, but I know that I will not be able to keep on with this for ever.
I now find myself wishing that he'd keep away from me; in the past i would had done anything to have him call or come by.
Soon, I'll be ready to cut all ties, I think. But best not to act in response to anger on his part. When we're ready, we'll do it; not when he forces us.
