10 years with her. She turned 31 this past weekend and spent it out of town with my replacement. The guy she had an affair with years ago that I could never truly forgive her for.

She came by to get our kid earlier and mentioned to my dog (for real) that she was off to see her own “boy.” Just quiet enough for her to plausibly deny trying to hurt me, which I assume was the reason she would tell that to a dog.

I hooked up with a girl that is arguably more attractive than the ex last night.

First time I’d been laid since July.

Still, I’ve been lying in bed for 5 hours stewing about the loss of the life I thought I would live. Does it ever end? It’s been 10 months.