He hardly talks to me now. It's pure torture being trapped in a small apartment, having to share a bed with someone, and depending on them because they have money and a car, when they won't talk to you and you know they're furious and angry and upset.
Maybe he doesn't understand now. Maybe he will someday? I really don't know. I'm in college now. I need to get out and live. Matt keeps telling me he wants to marry me someday. But I told him, "There are some days when I can hardly even get out of bed in the morning. What about when we have kids? I need to get up and get them breakfast and off to school and drive them places and be there for them. If I fall apart, the entire household falls apart." I'm NOT cut out to be a house wife. I never have been, I never will be. I can't put him through that.......
