My heart's been racing for 12 hours or more now. She met with an attorney today. Don't know what was discussed and it's killing me. She won't tell me what they talked about. She's so angry and bitter. She'd rather go back and rehash old shit rather than deal with the present. Hell hath no fury.
She's going to be house sitting at a friends house for a week. Maybe she'll calm down. The feeling of a surprise attack is what is getting at me most. My head knows it's coming and there's nothing I can do, but nothing prepares you for the process actually happening.
A small part inside holds out hope she'll come back and say how wrong she was and how she's committed to working this out. But that is fantasy.
Night times are the worst.
She's going to be house sitting at a friends house for a week. Maybe she'll calm down. The feeling of a surprise attack is what is getting at me most. My head knows it's coming and there's nothing I can do, but nothing prepares you for the process actually happening.
A small part inside holds out hope she'll come back and say how wrong she was and how she's committed to working this out. But that is fantasy.
Night times are the worst.