So now that I officially have 30 days to get out of this house, I obviously have made plans. We had talked about doing this amicably, while remaining in a relationship, but allowing me to have what I’ve only known for brief moments at a time- True freedom, true privacy, true my place, etc.
Well that plan changed. So super shitty for a hot second. But it’s all good I got another plan should work out OK. If that doesn’t work then there is plan C. And then plan D. Never stop fighting!