sigh........
A lot has happened in the past few days. I will try to be brief, and summarize.
Umm...Sunday was the day he was supposed to tell his wife he wanted to be with me. I woke up to a text message that said "Leave me alone, lose my number, my wife and I are together and trying to work things out, just leave me alone." I ALMOST lost it--but it didn't feel "right". So, I calmly called his phone...no answer. Left a voicemail, very calm, asking him to call me, I didn't understand the message he sent. (by the way, turns out later on that I was RIGHT, his wife sent the messages. He has NEVER ONCE thrown it up in my face that she is his "wife". He refers to her as "her", "she", and "the bitch.") Needless to say, I ended up driving to Kentucky, talking to his wife on the way there--she told me at one point that he had a gun to his head and was threatening to kill himself, which TORE ME UP--I told her that she could have him, they needed to work things out cause obviously he wasn't ready to let go of her. When I got to his house, since I was talking to her, she met me outside to get the bag of stuff I had to give back to him (tee shirts and pictures)
I had not cried at all at this point. Not at ALL since I woke up to the text message. I was so furious that he didn't have the balls to tell me he wanted to be with her that morning, I felt so PLAYED, I was burning up hot, my face was all flushed, I was ranting and raving to Sara. As we're about to get on the highway, I get a voicemail-my phone never rang, it must have been out of the service area. It was him---sounding VERY sad.....telling me that he just got his phone back from her, she had showed up at the house unexpectedly, he left the house now, he was driving down the road, give him a call or whatever if I ever wanted to talk to him, and that no matter what, he meant it when he said he loved me. I went HYSTERICAL. I bawled my eyes out so hard I couldn't hardly drive, and I kept screaming WHY THE FUCK DOES HE KEEP DOING THIS TO ME?!?! I pulled into the gas station right before the highway, and called him. I left him a hysterical voicemail, crying and screaming, telling him I couldn't take it, and he needed to get his ass to the gas station if he could.
We talked a bit, he assured me the thing about killing himself was a load of bull (which she's pretty good at, apparently) but I had to go to work, so I told him we'd talk later, he asked if he could kiss me goodbye and I told him no.
He came up to work Monday morning and we talked for an hour--he still said all the same things as he had said the previous morning. I really felt that I couldn't put a whole lot of trust in him at that time though, and he knew that. I told him I still needed proof that he wanted to be with me.
Monday night at work--he came in, looking rather down--not sure why. maybe cause I sent him a bitchy text about how he had never called or texted me, especially to let me KNOW that he was gonna be at work that night. I said some other choice things, and he thought I was pretty mad at him, mad enough to leave him. Later on, though, he brought me over his phone, and told me to read through the messages. We changed the password on it that morning, to something about ME so that only he and I would know the code. I read the inbox--stuff from her saying "why would you do this to me?", "Are you still talking to her?" and "after I put Kayla to bed tonight I'm gonna kill myself" and stupid shit like that. I then remembered that I needed to read the outbox (which I had forgot the previous time) and his messages to her were "Have you gotten a lawyer yet? I 'm going to file tomorrow" and "Yes, I want to be with her". I was so excited I could have SCREAMED!!!! Needless to say, I had an amazing night after that. I told him I was sorry though, cause I know it has to be hard for him to go through, and I do feel kinda bad cause I know I put pressure on him, but his friends were too.
This morning, after I got home, he called me--told me that he had a mess at his house. I asked why, and apparently, his wife went over there last night and took all her stuff!!! She took the kitchen table, tv's, extra bed, dresser, etc etc etc, all of which was hers, but still, she was just trying to piss him off. I bet him that she was probably sitting at home, waiting on a phone call or text from him, and that he needs to keep calm and NOT contact her. That will piss her off WAY more than if he blows up at her and asks why she was at the house when he wasn't there. I am sad though, cause she took his dog, Hank. I guess cause she considers Hank to be hers. Whatever.
Hank is my buddy! So he wants another dog. Maybe I'll get him one
The fact that she took her shit makes me SOOOOOO HAPPY!! She has WAY less reasons to go over there now! And, once he changes all the locks (TODAY!) I can go over there whenever I want, cause its HIS house, and none of her stuff is there, so he can have guests over whenever he pleases. I AM SO EXCITED!! I'm so proud of myself for making it this far, too. A bunch of folks at work told me to not be stupid, don't get played by him, and whatever. They doubt him. I told him that, and he said he would prove them wrong. I think he's on the right track!!!
He's supposed to call the lawyer that a buddy of his used today. And I am also making him give his guns to someone else temporarily, so that I don't have to worry about them. I don't have to worry about her telling me he's gonna kill himself, her LYING and saying he pulled a gun on her, OR her trying to pull a gun on HIM. I really think the girl is psychotic.
I hope things keep looking up like this! 
A lot has happened in the past few days. I will try to be brief, and summarize.
Umm...Sunday was the day he was supposed to tell his wife he wanted to be with me. I woke up to a text message that said "Leave me alone, lose my number, my wife and I are together and trying to work things out, just leave me alone." I ALMOST lost it--but it didn't feel "right". So, I calmly called his phone...no answer. Left a voicemail, very calm, asking him to call me, I didn't understand the message he sent. (by the way, turns out later on that I was RIGHT, his wife sent the messages. He has NEVER ONCE thrown it up in my face that she is his "wife". He refers to her as "her", "she", and "the bitch.") Needless to say, I ended up driving to Kentucky, talking to his wife on the way there--she told me at one point that he had a gun to his head and was threatening to kill himself, which TORE ME UP--I told her that she could have him, they needed to work things out cause obviously he wasn't ready to let go of her. When I got to his house, since I was talking to her, she met me outside to get the bag of stuff I had to give back to him (tee shirts and pictures)
I had not cried at all at this point. Not at ALL since I woke up to the text message. I was so furious that he didn't have the balls to tell me he wanted to be with her that morning, I felt so PLAYED, I was burning up hot, my face was all flushed, I was ranting and raving to Sara. As we're about to get on the highway, I get a voicemail-my phone never rang, it must have been out of the service area. It was him---sounding VERY sad.....telling me that he just got his phone back from her, she had showed up at the house unexpectedly, he left the house now, he was driving down the road, give him a call or whatever if I ever wanted to talk to him, and that no matter what, he meant it when he said he loved me. I went HYSTERICAL. I bawled my eyes out so hard I couldn't hardly drive, and I kept screaming WHY THE FUCK DOES HE KEEP DOING THIS TO ME?!?! I pulled into the gas station right before the highway, and called him. I left him a hysterical voicemail, crying and screaming, telling him I couldn't take it, and he needed to get his ass to the gas station if he could.
We talked a bit, he assured me the thing about killing himself was a load of bull (which she's pretty good at, apparently) but I had to go to work, so I told him we'd talk later, he asked if he could kiss me goodbye and I told him no.
He came up to work Monday morning and we talked for an hour--he still said all the same things as he had said the previous morning. I really felt that I couldn't put a whole lot of trust in him at that time though, and he knew that. I told him I still needed proof that he wanted to be with me.
Monday night at work--he came in, looking rather down--not sure why. maybe cause I sent him a bitchy text about how he had never called or texted me, especially to let me KNOW that he was gonna be at work that night. I said some other choice things, and he thought I was pretty mad at him, mad enough to leave him. Later on, though, he brought me over his phone, and told me to read through the messages. We changed the password on it that morning, to something about ME so that only he and I would know the code. I read the inbox--stuff from her saying "why would you do this to me?", "Are you still talking to her?" and "after I put Kayla to bed tonight I'm gonna kill myself" and stupid shit like that. I then remembered that I needed to read the outbox (which I had forgot the previous time) and his messages to her were "Have you gotten a lawyer yet? I 'm going to file tomorrow" and "Yes, I want to be with her". I was so excited I could have SCREAMED!!!! Needless to say, I had an amazing night after that. I told him I was sorry though, cause I know it has to be hard for him to go through, and I do feel kinda bad cause I know I put pressure on him, but his friends were too.
This morning, after I got home, he called me--told me that he had a mess at his house. I asked why, and apparently, his wife went over there last night and took all her stuff!!! She took the kitchen table, tv's, extra bed, dresser, etc etc etc, all of which was hers, but still, she was just trying to piss him off. I bet him that she was probably sitting at home, waiting on a phone call or text from him, and that he needs to keep calm and NOT contact her. That will piss her off WAY more than if he blows up at her and asks why she was at the house when he wasn't there. I am sad though, cause she took his dog, Hank. I guess cause she considers Hank to be hers. Whatever.
Hank is my buddy! So he wants another dog. Maybe I'll get him one
The fact that she took her shit makes me SOOOOOO HAPPY!! She has WAY less reasons to go over there now! And, once he changes all the locks (TODAY!) I can go over there whenever I want, cause its HIS house, and none of her stuff is there, so he can have guests over whenever he pleases.
I AM SO EXCITED!! I'm so proud of myself for making it this far, too. A bunch of folks at work told me to not be stupid, don't get played by him, and whatever. They doubt him. I told him that, and he said he would prove them wrong. I think he's on the right track!!!
He's supposed to call the lawyer that a buddy of his used today. And I am also making him give his guns to someone else temporarily, so that I don't have to worry about them. I don't have to worry about her telling me he's gonna kill himself, her LYING and saying he pulled a gun on her, OR her trying to pull a gun on HIM. I really think the girl is psychotic.
I hope things keep looking up like this! 
johnnysideburns:
Good for you!!!
punknitemike:
geez...so much drama, i dont get how you can handle all that. it would drive me insane! but good for you that things are working out...hopefully she'll be out of both of your lives soon forever!!!