Talk with boyfriend was a nightmare; I was really glad I had Auntie with me; heck I think was madder than I was because she had let him around her kids. He admitted he was jealous of my job; he was mad that I was making more than him when I don't even have my Bachelor's. He was mad that I was making new work friends, he's mad that my therapist is doing such a good job at making me realize what happened at work wasn't my fault. He's mad because I love my new job. He also called me a few names that I will not post here, let's just say one of them started with heartless. I don't see how caring about his asthma and wishing he would take care of himself makes me heartless.

I called my dad and told him and once again I piss off another man. Jeez my father is steamed as a hornet that I would break up with someone who has been there; yes he was there when I spiraled for three months straight but then again I couldn't help it like he can help his health issue. I told him I didn't feel like being his mother and that I have got a lot more to deal with than a jealous man child. I told him to get his crap and go home, to a friend; I honestly don't care. I also texted his mother so she knew precisely what had happened. He want's to ruin my rocky relationship with my father, I'll get momma bear on my side.

I also texted Therapist who was very happy with my decision, he texted back you've surprised me a lot lately. He wants to meet a fourth time next week since the Cardiologist is encroaching and a breakup he's afraid I might try and spiral and he knows I need to keep my shyt together.

I am sick of feeling like a broken china doll being held together with tape. I need some glue.

Hugs to everyone and double hugs to those who pointed out what needed to happen