He texted me this morning saying that he needed to talk to me today about the living arrangements. As far as I'm concerned, there isn't enough money to maintain two households. It drove me crazy all day, and it really wasn't fair of him to text me that message and have me wait all damn day to find out what arrangements he was talking about.
When he came home, he started to immediately pack his things. I knew. I knew at that moment that he was finally moving out. Where? Well, that became evident soon after.
Apparently he's moving in with the girl he wasn't seeing anymore. They are not only together, but he's moving in to her home, with her kids.
What a fucking happy family, right?
I went crazy. I became angry, so very angry. Everything I had been holding in came out at that moment. How dare he come into my home, dump his dirty laundry, and begin to pack the clean one to move in with another girl? How is that right? How is that fair? I screamed, I threatened, I cried, and I still don't feel any better.
I feel worse. He'll be coming in the rest of the week to get his things slowly. He also informed me that he's looking into buying a house. Years of begging him to buy a house for our family didn't mean anything to him until this moment. Because apparently now is the time to do it.
The kids needs stability and he thinks it's okay for him to take my kids to her home, or come visit some days and that is stability.
I am so mad, so saddened, scared and have all these emotions running rampant inside of me. If I ever needed my friend's ear, advice, and support... it would be now.
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