First of all, I’m still alive. Yay me! (/sarcasm)

Glenn is still going on about this stupidity. We had a few quiet days where he would bring it up and I would ignore him. He’s now checking in on me every few minutes to tell me he loves me and to make sure I’m “alright”. Yeah, sure. I’ve got a constantly pounding head and lungs that are probably black from chain-smoking kreteks (did I mention I started smoking again?).

I am getting information about filing for divorce. Since some of this is coming via the library and I know EVERYONE at the library, I’m sure my plans will become the hot topic of discussion amongst the Townies. I’m still unemployed and will probably be homeless soon. I have absolutely no idea what I’m going to do. I had a plan but obviously fate stomped all over that. One thing I DO know I will be doing, regardless of where I end up, is I will be getting a NO CONTACT restraining order placed on his ass. I absolutely refuse to let him try to get back into my life once he’s out.

I want to thank everyone who replied, as well as everyone who wanted to reply but didn’t know what to say. I bawled my eyes out reading each response. I feel like a drama queen looking for attention whenever I make posts like these but, really, my journals are the only place I can vent.

Again, thanks!