I just woke up and I can't go back to sleep. This hasn't happened to me in a very long time.
My stomach is in knots. I want normalcy back. I hate always wondering if he is lying. Worrying that if I don't try I am doing what he has done and robbing my kids of potentially having their family in tact. Then worrying that if I do try I am robbing myself of my sanity.
It was his idea to swap cars to get mine checked out. Then suddenly last night his car was going to be in the shop until after the weekend.
It hit me that he just doesn't come around on weekends. It's taking everything in me not to drive there. I have a feeling I would see his car right in front. The reason I haven't gone is that there's a possibility of someone else being there and I just can't promise I wouldn't get into it.
