H came by this afternoon to give me some money for his car insurance and get some mail. It was pleasant enough, and he even expressed some stresses/frustrations about his living situation. I kept quiet about it and just smiled and nodded, which may be sort of a 180 for me, because I tended to tell him I told you so a lot or at least put in my 2 cents. I try very hard to have no expectations, but part of me just wants him to declare his undying love and say he wants to come back. Silly, I know. It really makes me see the importance of limited contact, because I'm a mess after every contact at this point! At least I don't let him see it too much, I hope.
Me: 40 H:42 M 13 yrs, T 15yrs SD19, D18, SS15 BD: 3/4/17 - ILYBNILWY He moved out: 4/3/17