It is October 18th, 2020, and I know I am already over today. I am having to help him move his belongings out and drive his car for him to yell at me about texting his friend's wife. Like dude, I can’t even hang out with anyone. He can’t “trust” me. Oh okay, cause all I do is sit at home and wait for him to come home if I am not working. It's great. Love my life.
Going back and reading this, I felt hurt. I couldn’t believe it. I just knew the end was coming, just didn’t know when. I hate it had to be this way but I couldn’t be with someone who was really controlling. He got very aggressive. At times I would lock him out if I felt scared. I would never get anything done in the end because I felt all these different types of ways. He never really helped out much with anything and I had to get myself right again. I had to take care of my jobs, my house, my life. It was time for
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