I guess all the emotions I've been suppressing welled up and I lost my cool. The anger I have suppressed flew and I took duchess (who he lied about taking out to pee) and got in the car and left. Now it's 1am and I can't sleep and really... I just want to go home. If he would say anything to me we would talk and hopefully I could go home but he's ignored me- ignored that I left- and is most likely just playing his game with his friends. I guess breaking up was the only real option then.
It's so hard to do. I planned my life with him and he just took me for granted. Put drugs and video games ahead of me. I long to go home and to sleep in my own bed but every time the depression rears up and I think about things a thread of anger seeps in and I stay here. Laying on my moms bed with my dog at my feet- praying for sleep but unable. Checking my phone constantly.
My heart says it is over, my heart says he's already moved on. Or never cared.
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