I haven't slept.
I fucked up.
My marriage is over.
I came clean to B about contacting CGF on Thursday.
I explained it was because I didn't know what else to do and who else they might listen to in the situation.
They hate me.
They said I violated their privacy, their trust, and I overstepped their boundaries.
I was scared and confused.
They don't care.
They hate me.
I brought it up because they wanted to see CGF.
I wanted B to hear it from me and not her.
I didn't trust CGF not to say anything.
So, I confessed.
I fucked up.
They left at 7pm.
I didn't know if they would come home.
They came home at 11pm.
They said the only reason they came home was because they couldn't arrange some place to stay.
Once they do, they said they are leaving.
My marriage is over.
I fucked up.
I haven't slept.
And now I have to work.
I want to die.
Please, can I die?
Can I go away?
Can all this be over?
I've been a fuck up all my life.
Let me end this.
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