There really hasn't been much to say about this new chapter because it's been quiet and nothing much has changed, until a couple of days ago. I came home from work to find his car parked in front of my house. I knew he was stopping by to see the kids and the puppy so that wasn't really an issue. The issue was when he was sitting in my bedroom, on the computer. I asked him what he was doing and he said that he was working on a freelance job. He doesn't understand boundaries or a respect for my privacy. And then came the spew..... And he left in a rage. And then came more spew via the phone, which continued through his texts. And history has been rewritten once again. I'm not angry as much as I am frustrated. I had hoped that this separation would be quiet and easy and give me time to clear my thoughts. I can see that I'm in for a bumpy ride and honestly don't think that I want to revisit this journey. I barely made it out alive the last time and I just don't have the strength to do it all over again.
