So, there was talk for years of H's work taking him to New York. It's somewhere I've always wanted to go. And of course, I imagined being there with him.
Now guess what? He's going. And she is too. Very, very soon.
What the actual?
How is it possible for someone to skip so blithely into my shoes? Shoes I filled for 18 years?
I've rarely felt this angry. I was in work. I was *shaking* with rage. And I felt like I was going to throw up.
I hate the both of them, the lying, cheating scum that they are, for even just making me aware that this place of total hell on earth even exists.
