Deading him....
Deading him....
I am on one full week of NC. I am having brief moments of clarity as to what just took place for the past 9 months of my life. I fell hard and fast and than D&D.
I have 19 days before I rent the uhaul and drive an hour to his house and move all my stuff out. At the thought of seeing him and "our" home, I feel physically sick and I am so afraid of any twisted conversation that might take place. I thought about having friends go without me so I dont have to see him but I don't trust him to actually pack up everything thats mine. No doubt when I get there Im going to have to go through the house myself and pack up what is mine which hurts bad just thinking about it.
I have a glimmer of hope that I will be okay but I still go in and out of the shock of all this. I just keep thinking it could have been worse. It was only 9 months. I got out easy........
Any words of support, encouragement, or wisdom is greatly appreciated?
Thank you...
P.
Thanks everyone for the
hey Pam
You did getout easy. But it
absolutly take friends
I'm far from a expert but my
Dearest Pamela, I want to say
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