Sep 16, 2007 07:45
Yesterday was hard. Volunteering at the haunted house was sweaty, tiring, and very physical. At the end of the day 3 of us went to raid my former garage for the last time. Much to my chagrin he chose to stay at home and mow the lawn as we took stuff. I got the last of my stuff from the inside of the house, and very little from the garage itself. Debbie and Todd packed their cars full.
He approached me as I was leaving and said that even if I didn't think I could or didn't want to that I could count on him for help anytime. I just drove away and didn't say anything. I did leave an envelope full of pictures of us and the house keys on the table. When I finally got home much later that night, I was further humiliated: I had left him my apt keys instead of the house keys when all I wanted was to go inside and have a bath and go to bed. So I had to go back over there to get them. He just kept standing there, so I said "You look like you want to tell me something." and he said, "No, I just want to watch you leave."
He used to call me his wife.
He used to call me his soulmate.
He used to tell me how beautiful I was all the time.
He told me that it was my fault that we were breaking up because I didn't want children.
The last eight years of my life has been a complete and total lie.
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