Well I went to our house to grab some things (Haven't been there in a week), and she hasn't grabbed any more of her things. She lives 5 minutes away.
I know she's been there because she has left me my mail on the kitchen table. I know, no mind reading but it does make me wonder what is going on in that pretty little head of hers.
My best guess is she is waiting me out. She wants me to tell her I'm done waiting around and to get her stuff out. That way she doesn't feel guilty and look like the bad guy.
Afterwards, I met with IC. He thinks I'm doing really well and he likes I have thrown myself into recovery. It feels good to hear something encouraging considering the sh!t storm I'm going through.
All in all, I'm hanging in there. I miss W and D8 like crazy but I know I have zero control over her and what she decides to do with her life.
In the meantime, I'm focusing on eating really healthy and working hard in the gym. Each week my goal is to break through another plateau.
