The person I swore to llove honor and cherish six years ago is in the living room cuddling with her girlfriend. Many of you have advised me to get out. It's advice I am taking to heart. Been apartment hunting but hard to find and get approved for places on a single income. Thing that makes me mad is I asked for certain ground rules if the three of us were going to be living in this one bedroom apartment which I was told would be temporary. I'm soft but I'm not a total pushover. One no sex in my bed. I don't care that it's your relationship, it's my bed. You can kanoodle if you must on the air mattyin the living room at night but only one in my bed is me. Two no drugs. For the purpose of this discussion, marijuana is a drug and it's illegal where I live and I'm not going to jail over your desire to rebel. Three if ya gotta vape do it outside. I'm asthmatic and I don't need the extra trigger s. Well rule number one got broke last night. And there was Maryjane in the bathroom so now I'm angry. Angry at myself for thinking my ex would respect me. Angry at her girlfriend for dissing me after giving her a place to live, and for not providing for my ex at all. And angry at myself because as mad as I am, no one should be homeless. I raised the roof some tonight and they are mad at me but they put the air mattress out.