Moving Day is 1 month away.
Last night I told Vinny that I found a house to rent. It did not go well, but I was honestly expecting worse. Had to keep reminding myself not to get hooked into debating every tiny point, every tiny question, etc. That just derails the convo.
Kept my reasoning focused on:
1. mismanagement of money for over 10 years
2. I'm very unhappy, only half-alive
3. want to be alone, all by myself, start over
4. the affair
He says I'm crumbling, running away, taking the easy way out.
I told him I'm finally standing up for myself, and telling him in advance. I could have just up and left with no warning.
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