The job application period for the job I really want closed today so I'm hoping to hear soon. I hope, hope, hope. How's your search going?
I haven't worn my rings since BD. I feel like if they mean nothing to him, it hurts too much to wear them. You know? He hasn't worn his in a while. "It's too tight" has been the excuse for years now. It hurts to even look at them. I haven't worn the watch he got me as a push present for having d, either. That hurts but I just can't bring myself to wear anything he gave me. He doesn't wear the watch I got him for our second anniversary. That smarts.
I'm intrigued about your boundary about not being friends, gosh, I wish I could get your email address or something so we could talk about that offline, you know? I feel like you, like it's fake and dysfunctional.
I'm afraid to spend money, too. He's spending it like chit through a goose and I'm second guessing the $0.09 between two brands of tomato sauce. I know it's because I'm mentally reverting to life before him when I had $9 to spend on food for the whole month. Ugh.
I admire your strength and what seems to me to be serious clarity of thought. My pure really making good personal strides. Keep on doing what you're doing.
