Well, I had been doing pretty damn good if I do say so myself, feeling awesome about myself. Gaining my self-confidence back. All in all I was doing great.
Just 45 minutes ago my ex calls. We had been making small talk not talking about anything important. Then she starts talking about how she feels that since she made a car payment today and that her name happens to be on the title with mine that she should get to keep the car.
Now some of you know that I am going to have to basically be homeless for a couple weeks until I can save enough money again to be able to afford my own place. Seeing as how I just pent every last penny I had saved about five months ago investing in a future with her.
I am letting her keep everything. The apartment, the dishes, all the electronics, even the ones I owned before I met her. All I am taking is my clothes, the couches and the car, but she has decided that it's hers too and that she is entitled to it and that she should be able to do whatever she wants with it.
So she did some underhanded stuff and basically if she doesn't have possession of it, it will get repoed. Now seeing as how I had been sort of planning on living in it until I got back on my feet it leaves me truly fucked. Yet me telling her that only made her ask, why I was telling her this.
So I told her that she was being childish and a selfish bitch. Which of couse was an attack on her character and unwarranted. I am being controlling and selfish, I am just bitter and being spiteful, you know preventing her happiness. Yet leaving me with nowhere to live and no way to get to work isn't apparently at least not to her.
So now I am screwed six ways to Sunday and I am somehow still to blame. It's still my fault somehow.
I don't even know what to do, seeing as how I have no other options. So yeah that's how my day went. Someone send me something to make me laugh before I go crazy.
