Same crap, different day

He never remembers to call me when he's going to be late. He's usually home by 12:15. It's already almost 1.i should never have to wonder where he is. Given the opportunity, I will always imagine he is in ae other woman's bed because of precedence. Even if it was only the one time it doesn't change that fact. He doesn't think of me for anything other than sex. Exaggeration, of course. But, that's how it feels. I know If he touches affectionately it's because he wants some. Ugh! What a jerk! And, doesn't it suck that I only seem to write when I'm upset? I need to make a change.

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Okay. I may have jumped the gun little on that last post. But, I still feel totally justified. The good thing is that I managed to keep my mouth shut and I never mentioned it to Kenny. It turns out that Betty is his sergeant I would've looked the fool if I'd said anything. Thank goodness. I checked his phone the next day and saw that it was his new sergeant and saw some of the messages he'd sent and received. As a precaution I ordered a program called txtforward to help avoid this kind of thing in the future. And, I can honestly say it works. It's perfect for what I need it to do. So happy. Things have been good lately. I hope we can keep it up.

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