I told Dane to leave my house for the last time (please, g*d) yesterday.

I did sleep, although with difficulty, last night.

Woke up glad that I didn't have to call him again.

He did call today and I spent only five minutes talking with him. "Yes, I know it's hard, honey, but we have to do this..." ugh.

also have another toothache, which is exaserbating my emotional pain. I called my insurance about finding AN OTHER, yes ANOTHER dentist, and because I am hurting so much, punched in the wrong number (my member number).

But I am not calling him again for him to comfort me.

I am standing firm.

I will deal with this stupid pain and and I will not medicate it with him or with any more men.

I am done with that.

It's time to work on BILLI

B.