It really bums me out to have to talk to him right now. My stomach hurts, I get tense, my palms sweat. And through it all he sounds so happy. So freaking happy. I can't wait to be settled in my own place so I can forget about him and my sitch for awhile. I won't have to see him at all except for legal proceedings because he is going to pick Rhane up from daycare and drop him off in the morning, then I will pick him up at night - so absolutely no face-to-face contact after we get this whole cleaning up and moving thing out of the way. I guess that's okay. I guess it will have to be. I kind of feel right now like someone stepped on me. Yuck, Myrrh
One moment of patience may ward off great disaster. One moment of impatience may ruin a whole life.
