been awile
It's been awhile. Nothing new to report. Asses are still his fave, from any type of social, web, long as it's on his phone. Still sleep in separate rooms. We don't touch, if so it's very rare. He will pat my arm, rub my head like a dog. I tried to hug him when I intercepted a xmas gift via my email. He stiffened up. It was awkward and I felt stupid. I still walk on eggshells. Went on a cruise with my mom. He doesn't know where, he never asked where. He never asked where and if I scuba dived. He still has his work flirt, even took an array of pics of our dog to send her after work hours. We got new phones, that was a step in moving a new direction. I won't touch his phone, I won't backdoor his stuff. Because what does it fucking matter. I've told him I retained a lawyer a few times in text, to make sure he knew it, the day after my birthday, which I got yelled at for not reminding him since he completely forgot. Somehow it was my fault. Like everyth...