Why do I do it? I was on my own today as Ben had taken the kids out and I was packing bits and pieces from around the house and I was looking for packing tape or any kind of tape to secure the things I’d wrapped up so I went into Ben’s office to see if I could find some and something compelled me to go on Ben’s computer and open Facebook. I read his message to a friend and suffice to say I didn’t like what I read.
I don’t know why I did it. I know that it was self-destructive – not to mention a breach of privacy but I couldn’t help myself.
I can’t wait to be out of here. To not have that kind of temptation in front of me. To not have his being out of live with me being shoved in my face at every turn. Maybe then I can start to move on. Because that is very hard to do while I’m still in this house!