Well, he said he was leaving yesterday and I know he had been packing his stuff...but somehow..it didn't hit me till yesterday. I got home with my 6year old and my mom a little earlier that expected and I saw my husband putting his stuff in his car... i wasn't ready to see that. I guess he was going to leave before I got there so I didnt feel bad or didn't beg him AGAIN!... well I got some kind of anxiety attack right there...my heart still beating so fast, I started sweating and shaking uncontrollably. before this I had been able to control myself a little in front of my son but this time...nothing.. started crying and pleading him to talk. He said calm down let's go drive around.. No fricking emotion on his face..me dying. he ended up saying let's just do this for a couple of weeks to see how I feel. this sounds crappy but that made me feel better. at least it may not be forever... maybe we just need a break.. or maybe he just said that to make me stop sobbing.. but it did make me feel better. I hope in 2 weeks from now he won't say.. "I liked it being alone, let's just divorce". am I building fake hopes?
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