Yesterday at 3 he picked me up from work. The whole drive was fine, but the second we got into the house he said he had something to tell me. He wants a break so we can start over again. He had moved all his stuff into his brother's house during the day. I had no clue. I held it together until I handed him back my engagement ring. Then I lost it. We were both crying, and he left. I miss him so much. I'm going to have to quit my job because I won't have a way to get to work, and I'm suppoed to help pay $380 of my mom's rent. I've been shaking and getting sick all night. I don't know how he can just run away.
I have cell phone and email proof that he has been blatantly lying to me about talking to his ex girlfriend. I left him a message telling him to come home when he's ready to tell the truth, and if not, I don't know. Don't fucking lie to me, especially after preaching about trust.
After we got engaged and both lost our jobs, Mike and I moved in with his parents fo 5 months. Huge mistake. He now works at Mc Donalds (the evil empire) and I got a job at Pat Catans ( craft store) and was quickly promoted to craft coordinator. Let's see, he decided to cancel the wedding (three weeks before the big day) because I wasn't getting along with his mother, and we've been fighting like hell since July. I have a wedding dress in my closet and I have no idea if I'm going to ever wear it. It's now December, and in an attempt to try and save things we have moved into my mother's beautiful new house in a historic little town. We've been here about a week, and have only fought about 4 times, which is an improvement. Something needs to give, so I can balance out my life again. I've gotten to the point where I have seriously considered going back on medication because the stress of our fighting is giving me hives and stomache aches. I miss my old friends. I need someone to talk to desperately.
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