30 April 2018

Spent the day working. Had to see my folks and the in-laws this weekend. I hate long weekends. They interfere with my schedule,  makes me see and spend time with people I don't want to do either with. Husband went out a lot. Tonight was the third time in four days. I've no desire to go with, but I don't want to be home alone either. I cried tonight. I begged him to stay home. I feel lonely and pathetic and lonely. The most difficult moments are those that you cry through alone. Knowing that no one hears or sees your tears and no one ever will.