I'm awake. Didn't sleep much. I don't know why this hurts so much because, afterall, he slept with other women while we were married. It does though. It feels like the ultimate proof that I really am worth nothing to the man I gave more than half my life to. I hope this phase of self pity passes quickly.
Did lots of GAL stuff this week. A new friend and I were trying to come up with ideas for meeting new people. Neither of us like the bar scene. She's ready to date and I am not(I can be her wing man).
