I wish I could say that life on the home front is getting any better, but it's really not. The other day I found out that J was still talking to other women behind my back. There really wasn't an excuse and he really didn't fight it, so I am assuming we are nearing a reality check point. Which means the next time I ask him to leave my house, he should have no troubles packing up his things and going without resistance.
Super stupid to get caught, after you already got caught once doing the same thing. Extra stupid to leave your email open on MY laptop for me to view. Of couse, you men who think he should be able to do whatever the hell he wants as I'm supporting him, will ask, "What were you doing reading his email?"
I'm sorry, "What were you doing on MY laptop?" Pretty sure that's why he has his own computer and if he wants to cheat on me, then he can do it from there and not on something that is completely and totally MINE.
I wish I could say that time will rebuild the trust, but as I am writing from home at lunch time, you can tell my paranoia has kicked in. It wasn't so much the fact he didn't answer my text or that he missed my call. It wasn't even when I pinpointed him with Sprint Locator at the house that I thought it was important to venture home. It was when I noticed activity on my checking account, which I approved but did not remember that sent me into a complete and utter rage, that I felt the need to leave work and come home to see the whore he was cheating with.
My thoughts were he bought her something and today was the exchange. Hilarious now that I am home and was reminded it was the thermometer for Miss K. I can sit and laugh now. I can remember a time when I was with EHND and went through this crap, what a complete idiot I was for one, forgiving him and two, making such a scene about it.
Do I feel I can trust J? Never. Do I care if he cheats on me in my house, while I'm footing the bills. Of FUCKING course. I mean really, if you are going to cheat on the woman that literally clothes and feeds you and your family and says literally nothing about your "part-time" job, then at least have the balls to cheat at a hotel or at the bitch's house.
Do I care he's sleeping with other women? Absolutely not. I just wish he would come clean so I can start doing the same .. well not with women, but men. Because I don't even know what sex is since J started lying to me. I told him it would ruin everything, but who listens to me.