Me, Myself & I...
My name is Jenny (aka 4'11)....This is all new for me but feel this is one of the best ways to get out what's been going on in my life. I encourage you to comment & offer advise if needed or urge to do so.March 2005
I am recently separated (as of the 30th) and left my husband cause of some mean, hateful, hurtful and unloving things he did to me yr after yr! He was very abusive (emotionally, physically, verbally). It took one night of him completely losing his shit for me to pack up all my belongings and walk out the door. Upon doing so, and as part of an agreement I had with a soon to be "roommate", I filed a restraining order & legal separation as of May 3,2005.
I know in my heart, I did the right thing by choosing to leave and get a fresh start w/ my life. I know this is something I should of done years ago but I was too blind to see it, too dumb to believe or never wanted to do anything to change the situation.
So, March 28th, when I left I had no-one to really turn to, I was offered a place to stay w/ a new guy friend, Matt Jones, who asked if I would like to come move in and stay there until I get on my feet. So I accepted his offer and yes, we shared his bed every night. We started out being pretty much "fuck buddies" then it turned out to be more than that. As mentioned above, as part of me staying I had already had a restraining order on my husband but Matt & his family felt I had to have a separation agreement in place to make things a little "easier" for us to live together. So May 3rd, we were legally separated in the state of NC. I felt completely free and ready to begin a new life without him, I made the right choice and took a stand in my life for the first time by doing this. So back to my living situation, it felt like a co-habitating couple scenario all over again, I cooked/he cooked, I cleaned, I worked full time (he was out of work off & on for time I lived there. I paid his bills & split utilities w/other roommate, when Matt wasn't working, and we lived happily for some time. We spent every waking moment together and he was truly a computer geek & I was clueless, which ended up being a big turn on for me for some reason. He was a great lover, he was everything I ever dreamed about sexually & most satisfying! He made me feel things I could of only read about in books or dreamt about. He definitely knows how to please, and he had no complaints and neither did I! He had a wonderful appetite for sex, very active imagination, but needing it not as much as I did. I am a complete nympho, I admit it! I like it 24/7 and it drives me insane when someone tells me he isn't in the mood, but I happily just accepted his "no's" and didn't complain (much). We loved oral and different positions, which was exciting for me. I could keep going & going for hours with him, he was insatiable! I love being "manipulated" in bed and taken care of, he was well in-tune with my body and what made me tick behind closed doors. I thought since he made me happy that I could bare to live w/out the sex all the time and besides, I did love him..or so I thought He was soo sexy to me (yet way to skinny) and his plethora of knowledge about computers/programs and his creative/artsy ways was such a turn on. I was introduced to his group of friends and we all hit it off really well. I felt welcomed and comfortable with everything in our life. Yes, I have a lot of hang-ups over my body and all but he was accepting of me and "acted" as if I was perfect and loved everything about me. The one thing I really enjoyed was from day one we had such great communication and honesty, I told him so much about myself, things I never shared with anyone in my life and didn't feel he would judge me either. He shared alot with me and things I particularly didn't want to hear but I was interested and wanted to know all I could. I found out from the beginning, he was an "H' sufferer and I truly didn't allow that to hinder my decision to sleep with him, we were just VERY careful and made sure we timed things accordingly. He was honest & upfront about everything about the "H" and how it affects him physically, emotionally and mentally when he has outbreaks. He insisted I inform myself about it and how to prevent the spread of "H" while we were together. To this day, I am CLEAN & Disease-free!!!
He was one of the most intense lovers I have ever had and I glowed everything we made love. I was blinded my "puppy love" for him & our sex life that I didn't realize how bad things were getting with us either. I think I just found him to be perfect for me and someone I could relate to on many levels, he had this way of just saying what was on his mind at anytime and I loved that about him. I am now realizing I am doing that more often & it feels great. We spent his 4th of July birthday at a party his friends through for him and it was the most hammered I saw him. He smoked, drank and smoked at least 28 "trees" that day= his age!! It was quite amusing and it is definitely one for the books. That weekend was fun and we made the best of it.
In the middle of July (15th-19th), Matt & I drove all the way up to NJ/(Hamptons) NY for his brother's wedding and to visit my sister and to say the least, we had a lot of fun. Overall, we drank a lot more than usual and smoked some "good", and really didn't have much opportunity for sex, but it was fun anyways. We took a day trip to NYC (with his family & cousin) and had a blast, took a ton of pics of different sights and me w/ Naked Cowboy in Times Square. We shared a lot of 1 on 1 moments in the car ride up & down from NYC/NJ and back to NC and I learned more about him as he learned more about who I was. He had this tendency to make me feel I was the only one that mattered and he was always there to listen to my thoughts and problems as well.
Before arriving at the wedding, July 15th, we made a overnight stay in NJ, where he was introduced to my sister, Kristie, and her daughter, Anjaneya. We showered Neya w/ gifts I had bought over the last 6 months and she was tickled pink with excitement. We took Matt to the tax-free outlet mall where he bought a great pair of jeans at Guess and a weird shirt at Banana Republic, then off to the boardwalk on the Jersey Shore! We fed him pizza and walked the beach for a while, It was one of the best times I had had in a long time with my sister. She is truly my best friend. Her daughter is absolutely a sweetheart and growing up to be such a cutie! (only 3 1/2 yrs old now). Matt & Neya took a real liking to each other, which was such a good thing in my eyes, since she couldn't stand being around my husband at all. She was always afraid, but with Matt, she wanted him to hold her and carry her and etc...it was exhilarating for me to see him with her. So when we ended our trip and drive back to reality, that's when I started to see things got very hairy and uncomfortable with Matt & I.
I was getting a strange vibe off Matt & even our sex life was feeling a downfall , less occurrences and less spontaneity; also our communication and respect for one another was dwindling. I became more insecure, jealous of who he was spending time with and so on. He informed me sometime after our trip his ex-girlfriend was contacting him but he wasn't seeing her NOR did he want to start things back up with her. He said they broke up for a reason and so I was OK with it but deep down I feel he wasn't being truthful and I felt I was losing him day by day and my sadness deepened also within weeks.
So at the end of July, he decided it was time for me to get out on my own and live independently. But his way of telling me this was most hurtful and not the least bit nice. I was sad and hurt and feeling really pushed aside in this whole thing with Matt, and had a lot of issues with the way he handled everything with me. I always felt he could be my next Prince Charming but in the end, I found out Matt was NOT. I cannot be with someone who can say he loves me and not MEAN it. I think it is deceitful and just down right mean to do to someone. I think if he actually did love me, he wouldn't of said and done some of the things he did. But once again, you never find out the real person you are dating until you move in together. I never felt he was 100% dedicated to me and that I could be good enough for him. He ended up being no different that anyone else I had met, but he did have his moments when he bought me roses or wrote deep thought/romantic poetry about his now-questionable feelings for me. I think about this a lot and relive the moments we shared in the 4 months we lived and shared a life together. He was the 2nd man I ever lived with and it wasn't all that bad, I have to admit. BUT I sadly agreed to move out (July 29 & 30th) but knowing I would have an issue with moving right in with other people and that my financial situation wasn't stable cause of worsening job situation, I decided to move back with my ex- for a week ...BIG MISTAKE!!! I knew the moment I moved back into the house, It was WRONG. I got even more frustrated and mad at him and resented him for everything he was, within a week and 1/2 I decided to move out of the house and was fortunate to find Tiffany, who ended up being a wonderful roommate in Matthews. She had a big, beautiful home 3 bedrooms, 2 1/2 bath with open layout upstairs with pool table and she was perfect. I shacked up son after we met and I was living good!!
So now as of Aug 8th, I am now living w/ 2 wonderful, fun and successful women. We get along great, no Drama nor issues between us; I am the oldest of the house..29 y/o and then the one who owns the house is 26 and the other is 22, straight out of Catawba College. We met thru roommates.com in July and now we created a perfect living situation. Tiffany has a boyfriend and so does Marja, but we get to go out and do "girls" night out a lot and I actually enjoy having women I can bond with and live with and party. I tend to hang out more w/ the youngest one since she is home more often and loves to go out for a drink with me & my friends. She is a little less reserved and tends to be more of party girl than the other.
Since moving out of Matt's & into Tiffany's house, Matt did come by a few times, we spent some weekends together and we hooked up a couple more times. By mid-September, he was packing all his stuff and looking for his own place to live cause his parents were selling their home to move back into Matt's (grandparent's) house we shared together. Thank god I moved when I did!! He was stressed and luckily found a place to call home w/ a gay guy in Charlotte. They share a 2 bedroom apt & from what I hear, they are getting along just fine. We spoke a few times but since then, we cut it off and decided to go our separate ways. Not my choice, but then again Matt does as he WANTS and thinks of no one but himself.
On the other hand, I have to admit, I have had a lot of opportunities to "hookup" w/ men I meet at a local hang-out right up road from my place but something inside of me has kept me from doing that. I mean, in all honesty, I am STILL married legally and I personally don't want to be treated as just a piece of ass either. I do have more respect and dignity for myself than that. I mean 10 yrs ago, I would of jumped at the chance to sleep with anyone who was paying attention to me and want to be a Fuck-Buddy. I am actually more mature than that and looking for something more, but JUST not right now. I think I have honestly put myself through a lot this past year and need time to think about what direction I want my life to go in.
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I posted a Yahoo personal ad up in mid-September on a whim and got quite a bit of responses from it. As I go thru all the message I receive, there are quite a few I delete automatically but on occasion I did meet a few of guys I thought would be good candidates for dates, but ended being most disappointed and let down by their appearance or dull personalities. I was truly feeling like I was wasting my time and money up until recently.
I had another opportunity to go to Oct 15th Nascar race at LMS w/ Mike, someone I met thru Personals, it was his birthday gift to me and we had fun. To his dismay (and I was honest w/ him), I wasnt feeling a physical connection with him but to go as friends. As soon as we started walking around and getting our seats, he ended up acting like I was his g/f and was very clingy. To say the least, I wasnt too happy, but made do for the night. I had quite a time with the guys behind us, there was alot of flirting and numbers were exchanged on the sly. We talked a lot and they even bought me a drink (frozen marqurita) during the night.
**Over the last month, I have become hopeful that someone out there will be worth my time and conversation. I am sick of the bull-shit games out there, definitely not sleeping with every man who I "see" because of all the diseases that are around, and STILL wondering if I will find Mr. Right or if there is a MR RIGHT for me out there!
Recently, I got very intoxicated on Halloween weekend (Oct 29th) at a party in Weddington and ended up staying the night w/ a co-worker of mine, "Pirate Man" for namesake and it was one of the best experiences of my life. I knew it was gonna be a one time thing and we were pretty drunk but the passion and pleasure was all well worth it! He made the morning-afternoon afterward very enjoyable and I didn't feel bad about it at all. This was the first "sexual" encounter I had since Matt & I went our separate ways at the end of September, once and for all. He had issues with me seeing other men and so HE decided not even to sleep together. He refused to keep putting me at risk & wanted to have his own space. Although I was there for him, helped him move out of his place and tried to be a friend, he has refused to return my calls or even reply to messages/texts. Well I had given him plenty of chances to call or reply and now I am through...done...until I hear from him for some unforeseen reason. He has made me feel worthless and useless to him and I am not about to let that continue. He can take his "H" suffering ass and go to the next victim of his choosing and see what happens, I just know, Not too many women will be as understanding as I was all along....So long, Good bye Matt!
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Lets see, beginning of November, I had a yahoo personals friend, Tim, who I had been talking to online & on phone daily for a few weeks, come down from Greensboro, NC to meet me, yes in some way it was a blind date! We hit it off, he is very handsome (dark skin, brown hair & eyes), not too tall (5'6), great personality, goals & future ahead of him and he has been divorced 15 months now. He can definitely understand what I am presently going thru with my ex and we can relate a lot to one another. We both have a few tats, body piercings but HE is no way shape or form the stereotypical tat/piercing guy! Our day started at Concord Mills, eating lunch, talking and walking around window shopping, then off the Nascar speed-park for a go-kart session, we had a blast, then on our way back to my side of town, I decided to get my TONGUE PIERCED. He had his done a yr ago and I thought to myself, I would love to do it. So we stopped by Ink Link and had it done. It barley hurt, I was more nervous about it than I should of and before I knew it, it was over and done with. Afterwards, I took him uptown to RiRa's pub for couple of beers and I drank water, cause my tongue was soo sore! We walked around Charlotte uptown area and spent a couple hours there and chilled out, talked alot and got to know one another more & more. We then drove back to my house, he left for hotel to get showered and changed and picked me up to take me out for dinner. We had a great night, we hung out and had some dinner & drinks nearby and then came back to my place to shoot pool and chill. Around 11pm we decided to go Uptown to Coyote Ugly and get a little wild. We had more drinks and danced a bit and were entertained by the dancing bartenders on the bar...it was a FUN time. When we had our fill he drove me home and he went back to hotel. That was the first time i was so into someone from first initial meeting and didnt take advantage of having a hotel to go to!!! We talked all this week and now this weekend I am heading to Greensboro to spend the night at his place and meet his friends and get a taste of G-boro. I am actually very excited and looking forward to it, more than I can explain. Yea, and by the way, now a week later my tongue is pretty much fully functional and able to stick out my tongue completely! Not too much soreness. It is fun to play with and I am glad i did it. ************************************************************************************
Nov 1st -? Overview of Events
I have been trying for the last couple of months, being on my own, to figure out what makes me click and happy in life. I am struggling with the whole idea of being alone and I am not comfortable with it at all. I am just so used to having someone to talk to, who will ask how my day was, and give a shoulder to cry on when I am having a bad day. I admit it, I like having someone in my life 24/7 and to come home to. Who will be sincere and not take me for granted or take advantage of my goodness. I have found out I am NOT a good judge of character or can gauge how a person really feels when we are together. I am just so sick of being deceived, lied to and just feeling unhappy.
I am not happy with my job-life! It absolutely sucks and I don't see light at the end of the tunnel for a bit longer. I am stuck in a "temp" job where all I end up being is a Data Entry/Contract Biller for a business that is freaking doing "shitty" business, well they are having ALOT of financial problems and trying to fix them all the wrong ways. I mean we sell & lease office equipment to the NC & SC area to business & small companies that use Toshiba, Kyocera, and Muratec machines. It is a very boring job and the work environment is like working in a damn library! I mean I am more outgoing & people interactive than anything, I don't belong behind a desk all day entering contracts into a freaking computer!! I have much more than that to offer a growing, I stress "growing" and "profitable, company. I have extensive experience as an Office Manager and Administrative Assistant; over 13 yrs experience!! I should deserve a much more challenging & higher paying salary at this point but all I am being offered is around $12/hr...fugg that!!!
Damn, Life sure isnt easy when you live on your own and have to make do with what you have and don't have too. I have no family around to lean on and I have to admit, kinda grateful because I think if I did, I would be dependent on them. So, growing as person and defining who I am is important to me at this time in my life. I have cut ties with my ex-husband and am counting down til Spring so I can finally file for Divorce. I am anxious to move on with my life, I honestly, cannot do that until we are divorced! I have tried to just ignore him but there are certain things I think we need to discuss with him, and make sure he is taking care of until the divorce. I won't lie, we talk a lot more often than before but I think it is cause we have no one else in our lives. I mean when I lived with Matt, I spoke with him but now that I don't have anyone, we do talk. It isn't for reconciliation purposes, It is once again to explain I am not coming back and to move on. I am not asking for the house, any big furniture or even our kitty, Tigger. He has taken responsibility for her. I would of not liked to have to give her away since I don't reside any longer in our home. The main reason I moved and didn't kick his ass out was...his parents live right around the corner and I absolutely would of not been able to deal with that.
He still doesn't get it or understand anything I say to him or explain how I feel about "us", he doesn't get that I am through with everything to do w/ our marriage and sooo ready to get a new life and plan for a better future for myself. Without him, I am happier, smile more and feel better about myself. I realize all the shit he fed me for 8 years was absolute bullshit and I am worth more than I could of ever imagined. I have become a much better friend to my best friends, listen more to others opinions and allow myself to feel emotions on many levels. I fell I am breaking out of my shell and becoming the woman I truly want to be!
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Previous Years History on Me & My soon-to-be Ex-Husband
We met thru a mutual friend on night when I was 20 and he was right out of prison of 3 years for gun charges and "fell" in love with him right from the start. The feelings were mutual and we saw a lot of one another right from beginning. Everyday and night, cut work to see him and spent late nights driving around town hanging out. The reason I believe I was so in love was cause he was the "bad" boy type (had a drug & criminal history) and did drugs. Let the truth be known! On top of that, we had sex ALOT and over & over again. We spent unknown amounts of money on condoms and hotel rooms. It was wonderful, or so I thought. So we progressed into something quite serious and then I hit a downfall in my mental state..I got severely depressed and feeling of extreme loneliness and overwhelming guilt for what I was doing in my life (drugs/lying/jumping form job to job). I checked myself into a rehab in NJ and in Fla to get my life straight. In the meantime, I also found out I had an early stage of pre-cancerous cells growing in my uterus an so during the rehab time, I had the laser surgery to have them removed..after a few months, had a clean bill of health. To this day, I thank GOD I have not had an recurring cells grow back!
During the time in rehab, it is where I realized how much I was missing out on in life. I met a lot of new people, who lived clean & sober lives, and figured it is better option in life. I decided day to day to eventually be strong enough to leave my b/f who was one contributor to my addictions but then changed my mind. I let loose more than I think I should of & hooked up w/ a 2 different guys that were staying there at the "resort rehab". It was fun and naughty to me but I didn't care. I was being myself and everyone accepted me, no matter what. I had time to find the "true" me, without drugs, parents and my boyfriend. Well, needless to say in one of my outings to the beach one night, I got caught with a guy and I was told I needed to leave to rehab that weekend. Luckily my b/f (who I left in NJ) was coming to FLA for a family weekend session so when he arrived I snuck down to his hotel room ( in wee hours of am) and we fucked all night til dawn and it was great. Nothing like before, maybe cause I was SOBER, of course! Then the next day I was confronted by supervisors from rehab that I needed to leave to program cause I wasn't following rules and guidelines set for us. Once again, not following as I am told and disobeying rules and laws. So I needed to tell him the news, I needed a plane tix home from rehab..he obliged my request and we happily flew home together. Life went right back to normal when I returned, I lived with parents and we saw one another EVERYDAY and NIGHT. BUT soon, started the same old routine up with drugs and partying as usual. The complete reason that brought me down to begin with! I realize now, when things didn't feel right with us, we escaped away from reality with drugs and alcohol! Being home sucked and functioning as normal/sober woman wasn't making me happy, so I woke up one morning and decided I was MOVING out. I packed all my stuff/belonging in rubbermaid bins and garbage bags and called my b/f and he picked me up and we ended up staying in a decent hotel a mile from the beach in NJ. It is there that we/I decided to live with one another shortly afterward and that was one of my BIGGEST mistakes, I realize that now. We were not ready for the move and being in a serious monogamous relationship. We both were cheating and lying to one another, but I could look past it. When we moved into a nice apt soon after and everything appeared fine for a while until he got a job working late nights at a warehousing company, I worked during the day. Our troubled relationship and underlying issues were being put in back burner and I was resentful of his not being there for me...We worked our asses off to live for our paycheck. Damn it was so expensive to live up there! So we fought a lot and things got very heated and violent very quickly..(1st time and wasn't the last). I took it and stuck it out thinking he could change. But things got more stressful, we were living paycheck to paycheck, I hated my job, my life and ever so intervening family. But to make things "better", we partied hard (coke/x/weed) and things got even worse. I got to a point where I couldn't take it anymore (verbal & physical abuse) and so I left and went back to parents' house. I was there a week and moved back with my b/f. I have to admit it got better (slightly) and then it got worse again. He hit me til i was bruised, put me down and made me feel worthless. I was made to think no one would want me because of what I had done in my past and I eventually believed it. He had me soo low and thought I couldn't amount to anything with anyone else but him...Damn Idiot was I!!
My life has gone from comfortable/good (with parents) to ok/bearable (with b/f) to bad(arguments all the time) to worse (violent spurts/fights w/ b/f). Nothing was looking good for me. So in the heat of a ending argument, what did we do? We decided to move to Charlotte NC in Dec 1999. It was a good feeling being away from everything that caused us a lot of grief and stress and we ended up making good on promises we made to each other when we decided to leave NJ. SO time went on and we were doing ok...then I started seeing a pattern of comfortably occur, which is fine, but I was getting scared of what it could turn out to be. So I took everyday as one day at a time...I suggested counseling...he wasn't up for it....he would rather party and waste his money. He has a thing (a big problem) with speeding and it cost him quite a bit of money for him to even get his license in NJ but had no problems in NC..well not yet. That would come.. But I accepted him and he accepted me..that was all there was to it. We both had our flaws and misconceptions in life and I tried to deal the best I could. We worked and played and paid our bills, being the "responsible" adults we should be and attempted to make this work for us! Luckily we had a couple/friends that lived nearby and we spent a lot of time with them, seeing how to make "us" better by watching how they deal with each other. I am not going to lie, there are some great moments in our 8 year relationship, moments of PURE JOY and LOVE but it seems now the BAD/Hurtful ones out-way the good. We have taken a lot for granted and it ended up hurting us more than I can explain. I always felt I could never TRULY open up to him but we were hoping to get thru that and be able to share our lives together, whatever it takes right?!
************************************************************************************* SIDE NOTE: I think I had a lot of underlying issues since grade school and that I never took care of and I was paying the price then. But with all the things I put myself thru...(ie: one nighters, fuck parties, drug parties, being an escort/male companion) I never got a damn disease!! I kept myself disease-free/clean for over 29 yrs now and I am Damn proud. Alot of what i did, was not info my parents knew nor did I disclose to them willingly. My life has been chaos, drama, Disappointment and guilt. I have messed up some really good things in my life and I regret a lot of wrongs I have done. I have stolen from my parents, put my sister in a bad situation on night drinking excessively, and crashed about 4 cars while being high on something. But we all grow and learn from our mistakes, right? Well not exactly.
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So, here we are in a new state, NC, and no family to fall back on, so we struggle to make it here and decide..lets get married!! That is the sensible thing to do to make things work out...LOL I was feeling confident that life could be getting better. So we plan for 14 months a big NJ wedding and the whole she-bang! It was fun but deep inside I felt like I was settling for something I never should of.
But I went with it, followed all the excitement of being a bride to be and on Sept 16, 2001, we got married. Yes, 5 days after the 9/11 disaster and thinking back, maybe it was a sign of things to come for me in my life! But I have to admit, it was one of the happiest days of my life but thing was, I begged him NOT to get high for our wedding.To be honest, I could of used a tranquilizer, I was a basket case that day! I was a blushing, beautiful bride and I cried a lot and danced the night away, with my new "husband". But seeing him cry and be emotional was something I never seen before. He was never expressive of his feelings, ever and it made me feel this is truly what he wanted in his life, me walking beside him forever, his partner in life. And I honestly felt that day and the months following, I had possibly made a good decision sticking by him. Our honeymoon was fun, I didn't get barely any sex cause it was an all-inclusive resort and alcohol was free..so he stayed in an alcohol-induced coma(hehe) for the whole 7 days. Mostly during the day and all night. Granted, he was fun but he grew to be annoying after a couple of days, but I threw it up being a new experience and he was excited! So we did a lot of day trips and met a lot of great people, who we never kept in touch with, and bought a ton of souvenirs from mexico and all. I think I was playing a role of a truly happily married couple but there was soo much hurt inside and sadness within me, I didn't want to see what was wrong with US, why this wasn't going to be a good decision for so to be married or going to be a everlasting love. We returned and life started over as usual. Though now we were wearing wedding band and had a piece of paper stating we were legally married. I was in wedding bliss for about a 9 months to a year and then things got funny. We started partying hard and even invited a woman to join us for a "side fun time". She dealt extacy and Spec K so we had a hook up to say the least, she was so much fun and someone I really connected with on a girl on girl thing. We actually experimented sexually as it was my first time with a woman and then I was hooked..but not on her! She was laid back, party girl with a lot of friends and DRUGS but had a lot of drama, which isn't what we needed so it was very short-lived. I miss her sometimes but glad she isn't in our lives anymore, it probably would of brought us a place worse place than we were in at that time. But it was an experience to say the least.
June 2002
I know I am bouncing around but trying to give you a lot of info to work with here....
Within a few months, we decided we would buy a brand new house and settle down and start a better life. Well that was a HUGE reality check. Money was tight and we def had to cut down on a lot of unnecessary expenses.. But we were lucky and found a great neighborhood in Indian Trail and feel in love with a home to be built. It was 3 bedrooms 2 baths and a bonus room which could end up being a 4th bedroom. It was big & spacious w/a screened in large back porch and I feel in love with being in a house! It didn't take long after we moved in, things went back to being as always...smoking pot, cocaine in the house and feeling like I was loosing ground again. We never communicated much and if we did, it ended up being a huge fight and then nothing got accomplished.
Well more to come...
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