It's been an interesting past few months here, a lot has happened.
I apologize for not keeping up with everyone's threads or commenting, but I felt that my energy and attention was needed here at home for various reasons.
Rewinding...
Sometime in August, I overheard a phone conversation between H and OW. He was upset, they were arguing. I only overheard a little bit before he decided to walk around the neighborhood while talking to her. He didn't know I overheard him.
After that, he spent several weeks moving closer to me. He was being nice and thoughtful, coming up to bed every night, and took me out for my birthday. I really thought he was starting to come out of it.
My bad.
Without warning, he went back into the tunnel. Started to distance himself, text more, stopped coming to bed. Looked like the love birds made up.
I was crushed, my own fault I know. Having NO expectations is hard stuff, especially when they are living with you.
So in the midst of my hurt, I decided that I was done with the status quo. I was done living like this - living a pretend life full of lies day after day.
I decided that if he wasn't going to be a H to me, then perhaps some of the wifey perks he was receiving needed to end.
I stopped doing his laundry, packing his lunch, making his coffee. No more initiating small talk or cheery good nights. I was DONE.
Fast forward to last Saturday...
Bomb January 2012 - doesn't feel the same about me
~ "There is nothing love cannot face; there is no limit to its faith, hope, and endurance."
