speaking of anger. I was not apretty sight saturday night. I got home froma hard night at work to a message on my phone from my stbX. He "informed" me that he would be bringing his girlfriend (the second of two he cheated on me with) with himm to help HIM pack up and move the rest of his things out of MY house. I was livid. I couldn't sit down. i kept pacing up and down the hall, walking around outside, beating up the innocent walls and bathroom tiles. I crushed the knuckle on my baby finger for the umpteenth time. I marked up my right arm and was just about to start in on the left when I remembered I had beer in the fridge. So, I just drank until I got sleepy and went to bed. I got up at 6am sunday morning to go to work and all day at work I was seething with the visions of that "jerk" (a-hole) in MY house letting his gf poke around MY rooms. I'm still pretty angry but I'm trying to just stay busy with packing.
What kind of nerve is that???
Just wanted to rant. sorry.
take care all
tina

"hold me now, I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking......maybe six feet ain't so far down"