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I need to start writing in here more often. Now that I have some privacy I think I will. And now that I’m not living someone else’s life I will have the time to do it. That was the one thing that bothered me the most about Pete. He was never happy with what I did or wanted. He always wanted to be “doing something”. Stupid shit; walking around the mall, going to Wal-Mart’s 50 mles away… just another stupid reason to waste gas and money. Then he would complain when we didn’t have alot of money. And whenever we did save a litte he had to go and blow it on himself. I was just perfectly content to sit at home, watch a movie, and snuggle on the couch. That would have made me happier than anything else. But no…we had to go and blow money so he could have something to complain about. Oh, and it was never His fault! No no no no! I was spending all the money. Mmm hmm. Damn, Im happy to be rid of him. Sure, I miss the closeness, and the snuggling at night, and the security of someone else being there. But even in the last few months that wasn’t all there. I had to be the one to initiate the snuggling. But I will not miss the head games. I will not miss the controlling. I will be happy to be me once again!