Well, peeps tonight's post marks my 100th post since launching #InDah'sEyes back in November of last year. Thank you for following me this far in my journey and viewing my soap opera over 10,000 times in less than a year. I appreciate it more than you know. Tonight I wish I could say that I am in a great mood but I would be lying. And I made a deal with God a few years back that I would try to avoid that at all costs. Here it is almost midnight and I'm alone once again. I was right to trust my gut. This chaos with him wasn't going to end and it hasn't. Sunday night he made his usual excuse that he was going with a friend. But instead of staying gone he came back about eight the next morning.
I was in shock to see him back so soon and when I asked him where he had been I got some lame-ass story about how he had lost his phone all night and left it at 7 Eleven. God, I wish he didn't think I was so stupid. He had an appointment a few hours later at the car lot I knew he wouldn't miss, so I wasn't surprised to see him getting ready for his day a short time later. He asked if I would call him a taxi, which I agreed and paid for it as well, my treat. I should have known better though than to put my guard down and let him go alone because that was his way out the door again. When he left I got this awful feeling in my gut like I've been getting a lot lately so to the computer I went to pull up his locations for the night and his call log. I wasn't surprised to see that he was lying to me yet again. He had spent the night at a nearby hotel with yep you guessed it, the shardwhore. I know this because he called her a few times before he had left without me knowing. And once after he left. But guess what? The phone calls stopped right around the time he stopped answering me and began again when he left the house yesterday morning. Enraged, I called him up and ripped him a new asshole. The dumbass denied it like always. Yeah, metro always screws up and states that you make calls you really don't. Come on now, are you for real? And yesterday he didn't come home which didn't surprise me. And it didn't shock me that all the things he had said while he was home were all bullshit and lies. I should have known better than to think it all wasn't an act. After all our whole relationship has been a lie and all I've been is a fool...
I was in shock to see him back so soon and when I asked him where he had been I got some lame-ass story about how he had lost his phone all night and left it at 7 Eleven. God, I wish he didn't think I was so stupid. He had an appointment a few hours later at the car lot I knew he wouldn't miss, so I wasn't surprised to see him getting ready for his day a short time later. He asked if I would call him a taxi, which I agreed and paid for it as well, my treat. I should have known better though than to put my guard down and let him go alone because that was his way out the door again. When he left I got this awful feeling in my gut like I've been getting a lot lately so to the computer I went to pull up his locations for the night and his call log. I wasn't surprised to see that he was lying to me yet again. He had spent the night at a nearby hotel with yep you guessed it, the shardwhore. I know this because he called her a few times before he had left without me knowing. And once after he left. But guess what? The phone calls stopped right around the time he stopped answering me and began again when he left the house yesterday morning. Enraged, I called him up and ripped him a new asshole. The dumbass denied it like always. Yeah, metro always screws up and states that you make calls you really don't. Come on now, are you for real? And yesterday he didn't come home which didn't surprise me. And it didn't shock me that all the things he had said while he was home were all bullshit and lies. I should have known better than to think it all wasn't an act. After all our whole relationship has been a lie and all I've been is a fool...