I know, Wonka. Detachment. Right now, I am fighting the urge to text her something snarky. She said the other day she doesn't have a cold heart, that she's trying to be "compassionate" and "help" me through this. Today, as she informed me she wouldn't be home for dinner because she has plans for dinner, she followed up with, "We have leftovers in the fridge, right?"

Textbook definition of cold, right there.

(Not that I'll be eating leftovers. I have some GAL plans.)

Me: 46 Her: 41
M: 5.5 yrs / S: 20, 18
3/26 W and I meet OW
BD: 5/2/2015, she takes off ring
W goes to stay with OW 6/26
NC: 9/5 Both moved out: 10/16
I take off my ring and feel... healed: 10/19