My living situation is officially shit. Having to hear the man I was in love(ex-lover) with have sex with another women is horrible. Couldn't be in my own room for awhile. Granted it's officially his place and he invited me and my daughter to stay to help us out and I'm super grateful. He has the right to do as he pleases but I just wish I didn't have to hear it. Without a car getting me and my daughter around is near impossible on my own. Thankfully my roomie friends have been helping out so much with rides etc. With this living situation I make the best of it, smile and pretend everything is OK but it's really making me sick. I'm anxious all day about coming home, my nerves are a wreck. It's all in God's hands and I'm just trying to take it day by day. Hell, moment by moment. This is just not great. I tried asking if she could not come over, he flipped out. Backed out from that at least not while I'm here. Backed out from that and said do as you please. He was pissed about me asking and was stomping around all day slamming doors and looking at me like he hated me. The girl is sweet we've been pretty nice to each other considering this fucked up situation. Still, even if she's the blessed Mary at this point its hard to keep pretending I'm so OK with hearing her have sex with the man I've been in love with.
Ugh. This too shall pass I'm sure.
Ugh. This too shall pass I'm sure.