I can’t count the ultimatums I’ve given. He’s cheated. He’s lied. He lied LAST NIGHT. He drinks. He lies about drinking. He cheats. He beats me. And of course he plays it all down like it’s nothing. Now he’s in therapy. Too little too late. I’m dead inside. I don’t want to go back to my suffocatingly conservative and all-around selfish and rude family. they’re 3,000 miles away anyway. I never let friends get too close to me because my friendships usually end up working out as poorly as my marriage did. I can’t remember the last time i was happy…Â I wanna […]