long time lurker here. I have composed this so many times and have had to delete it because I start to rant.
Here is my situation. I have a female roommate. We became best friends. I know. We were like husband and wife... including the no sex, LOL.
So life problems arose. I survived the IRS trying to destroy me several times. I was very angry. So I became a crazy alcoholic. She was trying to groom me for the boyfriend role. Fair enough. I wasn't abusive but I was quite angry with the world. So I made my world ok and got ready to detox.
It takes a while sober for people not to think of you as an alcoholic. So right when I quit drinking, she meets a guy. Now they are together. I have been sober ever since. She knows how I feel because I told her when I was drinking. I haven't been anything but positive about her new relationship.
Here is where it gets strange(er). He asked her to move in with him. She said yes. She was crying when she told me and asked if she could live with me three days a week and him the other four.
I told you we were like husband and wife. This guy doesn't have a (so he says.) problem with this. I don't know what the **** to think. This is the short version of the story. Oh, she also works for us. What the hell is going on?
Here is my situation. I have a female roommate. We became best friends. I know. We were like husband and wife... including the no sex, LOL.
So life problems arose. I survived the IRS trying to destroy me several times. I was very angry. So I became a crazy alcoholic. She was trying to groom me for the boyfriend role. Fair enough. I wasn't abusive but I was quite angry with the world. So I made my world ok and got ready to detox.
It takes a while sober for people not to think of you as an alcoholic. So right when I quit drinking, she meets a guy. Now they are together. I have been sober ever since. She knows how I feel because I told her when I was drinking. I haven't been anything but positive about her new relationship.
Here is where it gets strange(er). He asked her to move in with him. She said yes. She was crying when she told me and asked if she could live with me three days a week and him the other four.
I told you we were like husband and wife. This guy doesn't have a (so he says.) problem with this. I don't know what the **** to think. This is the short version of the story. Oh, she also works for us. What the hell is going on?