Well, I know it's only Thursday and the week is not over yet, but I think I've resigned myself to the fact that I'm not going to hear from The Guy until he absolutely has to talk to me about The Baby.

I've tried to call him. I've left messages for him to call me. I just don't see it happening. I haven't heard from him since the previously mentioned e-mail.

I guess my mom is right; maybe I am kind of scary.

I just can't let him off on this one. I've gotten mad before, but haven't followed through. I get mad, forget I was mad or just don't want to deal with it, so I let it go. I can't do that this time and it sucks!! I HATE being mad for extended periods of time!!

I don't want to send him an e-mail because it's late and I don't want him to call me before he reads the e-mail cause I HATE to repeat myself like that! ... not that I expect him to call tomorrow, though. Just wishful thinking on my part, I guess...

I hate that I have become attatched to my phone this week, just hoping that he might call. When I realize my phone is not on my person, I have to look around until I see it, and if it is in a place where i might not hear it if I leave the room, i put it in my pocket.

This whole situation just makes me sick to my stomach. The more I think about it, the more details I remember and the more I realize how hard he tried to cover it up.

I believe him that he feels like shit about it. So much so that I think it's probably punishment enough. I'm just not sure how much I can trust him anymore...

I'm gunna just go to bed now, maybe I'll feel a little better tomorrow.

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