Ugh. So it's over over. Friday morning at therapy Demon asked me to say the words "our marriage is over" if that's how I felt. And I did, so I said them. I think I'm ok with my decision....but it's not easy. All of this un-doing of how tangled our lives are sucks. He split our bank accounts today. I guess that's good. I think even if we were to get back together I would want to keep separate accounts. Sucks. This sucks. He said he was going to go look at a place to move into this afternoon. He's staying at FocaLoca's house for a bit but not long. I don't think he really wants to hang with FocaLoca much anyway...after all that went down.
Oh man, I just ate Carb Sing...I think my sugar levels just sky rocketed.
Ugh...sucks I'm all alone. No one to take care of me. And all because I don't like the way he smells and how he kisses. That's so sad. I'm so stupid and shallow and fickle and ugh. No, stop it, don't beat yourself up, girl. You're radiant and beautiful and the two of you shared amazing magical moments...but nothing lasts forever...and you're crazy.
Oh yay, I'm talking to myself now!
Ugh...tired. Want to go to sleep. Last night of staying in the city in that crappy ass uncomfortable bed. Tomorrow night I'm at Christo's, and then back to my home... I wonder if my lovely mother is going to take it away... I hope not....
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