Women grieve, men replace...
Have you heard that saying before? I hadn't until today... I was still hoping that he was taking time to take care of him so WE could be a WE. Then, my curiosity got the best of me. I wanted to see pictures of the babies born into the family, how big the kids had grown and there it was... a picture of him and another woman. It's not new. He moved on months ago, like last year months ago, and he didn't even say a word. How is it that I loved him so much I let him go to work on himself and he couldn't even say "thanks but no thanks"? I'm not expecting answers. I know logically I can't even hope for any. I have spent the last year hoping my Bill blanket would appear at my door and say "I'm back! I worked on my shit, I still have work to do, but let's do the rest together!" HOLY SHIT! Am I that fucking crazy! O M G!!!! I have had crazy wonderful support. My friends, even when I know they...