tonight has been awful and interesting at the same time, someone keyed the word b*tech into my car, and the only person I wanted to go to was h, he tried to buff it out, will have to go to a panel beater to get it taken out, I'm fairly shattered as I have no idea why anyone would do that to anyone, regardless of how you feel about them so I broke a cardinal db rule and was a blubbering mess in front of h and at that point I was too shocked to care.
The upshot is that we finally got to talk, for the first time in a long time. He was honest about how he'd been seeing the ow, and it was longer than what he had originally said, which I already knew, and that I knew he'd gone away with her over the weekend, that when he'd texted me at 2 in the morning, they'd had a fight and his first response was to go and gamble...mmm awesome start to a r. we talked about d, and again he says he hasn't even thought about it at this point, which is lip service I know, we talked about his super and like I said to him, I have my own, his super goes to our boys as would his life insurance. He at this point is in deep, and all I can do is keep moving forward, at least I felt like for the fist time in a long time there was honesty.
