I was very clear in how the situation was unsustainable. I offered him an amity separation. I don’t want anything bad can happen to him. I want the best for him.
We have two doggies, they are our kids, no kidding, they are and I offered him to help him with his rent because he contributed a lot to the arrangements in the flat I’m still paying and that he could spend all the time he needed with the doggies.
He kept telling me that I was his life and that he doesn’t want a separation. He was gonna change. He was not going to pick up my phone and he’s gonna trust me.

I’m in a mess, actually. The opportunity to have him working out along the week, gave me a peace, a relief I hadn’t have in years.
My heart tell me that he’s a nice person but my guts tell me that I’m better without him.
He cried but I didn’t see tears.

I feel myself each day colder with him.