Good not responding. Bad, ascribing mailicious intent to something neutral. I kind of scuk at relationships. Maybe I’m a robot.

You could call it “impression management” in the sense that she cheated on me and left, but still wants to think she’s a decent person and that I’m fine with everything, blah blah blah polite, look how good I’m being about destroying my M. Well, that’s my anger, I own it. She can do what she wants to do.

It wasn’t as unpleasant of an experience as I thought it would be. I feel like I’ll bounce back a bit quicker. There’s also a weird sense of freedom that is starting to emerge.


H: 35 W: 33
M: 11 T: 13

4/10/18: I discovered A and confronted ("BD1")
6/23/18: I moved out
8/31/18: MC ends ("BD2")