My back hurts.
I don’t feel any closer to him than day 1.
This morning I chose what would be the opposite of joy? grief yeah grief. I thought about the affair.
I think I have my reasons, but I’m not sure they make sense.
Working with M is difficult. We process things so differently.
It’s weird I am his only trigger..
If I were to do to someone what he has done to me I would fucking disappear from that person’s life
I don’t know whether to praise M for his balls in trying to stay with his family and make this marriage work
or, kick him in the balls..
Always more to come..