So its Saturday. After he slept for two days, and we were at the devil-stage of his come-down, he went and got some more.
we barely speak 3 words to one another. i keep to myself, he keeps in the room. this is getting tedious and im pretty over it, but i know that change takes time. im doing everything i can, giving my all to try and prove myself.
side note - i asked him earlier this week for money as the kids needs some things (clothes wise) and he said we will look at it on the weekend. i asked hom this morning, and he said he didnt say he would he said he'll see, and he's busy. he mentioned that he had to go to work, but he did not. busy huh?
im working really hard towards a better life for my kids. i owe them better. ive gotten a really good idea and i feel like im going to action it. i know im good at it, and with today's technology, u can create your own opportunities, and thats what im gonne do.
i look at him and feel sad, seeing him melting away, dark eyes, twitching mouth. i guess i will always care for him, but the love has long died. i want to go in that room and jump his bones, but i know that no matter what i do, it wont change him. nothing will make him change his mind - i know this because i have tried.
so im off to set action to my idea, the babies are at their grandma's. so i have a little time to myself.
just updating to let you know, that nothing has changed. still the same cycle. and the high days just keep racking up.