I am feeling like I want to file for divorce finally. I don’t know what I am waiting for.
The money is an issue, but mostly I also know its going to hurt,
like pulling off a band-aid …x1000.
I fear the finality of it all.
I was in denial all those months when he lived here, and a little piece of me still hopes we could make it work. I also do not like the logistics and the financial decisions involved. I feel like I already got the rotten end of this deal, and I don’t want to pay any more than I have to.