George is staying in the guest bedroom until he finds a place to live. We haven't told Le Kid yet and he hasn't asked about it. We pull it together when Le Kid is around, but otherwise, we’re both crying behind our closed doors. Geroge is mad as hell, I’m mad as hell. We saw this coming, but are broken and shell shocked anyway.
I’m mad family life wasn’t his thing and that it turned out to be mine. I’m mad that he feels at liberty to yell at me, to bark at me the way his dad barked at his mom before he was caught having an eight year affair with their friend and neighbor. I'm mad that he valued all the wrong things in life and lost my respect. I'm mad he didn't evolve into being a man, a dad. He's mad that I didn't go back to work once Le Kid was born. He's mad that I didn't move quicker on house renovations. He's mad that I complain about him not spending enough time with us. He's mad that I didn't want to have sex. I wanted to have sex, but I just couldn't get it up for him.
Just crying, just crying and crying. A lot of staring. I think this is what I’m supposed to be doing. Am I right?
I’m mad family life wasn’t his thing and that it turned out to be mine. I’m mad that he feels at liberty to yell at me, to bark at me the way his dad barked at his mom before he was caught having an eight year affair with their friend and neighbor. I'm mad that he valued all the wrong things in life and lost my respect. I'm mad he didn't evolve into being a man, a dad. He's mad that I didn't go back to work once Le Kid was born. He's mad that I didn't move quicker on house renovations. He's mad that I complain about him not spending enough time with us. He's mad that I didn't want to have sex. I wanted to have sex, but I just couldn't get it up for him.
Just crying, just crying and crying. A lot of staring. I think this is what I’m supposed to be doing. Am I right?
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