Well, apparently Scott has decided to move on. I wasn't going to talk about it here or anywhere for that matter, but since he's removed me (or himself) from FB and doesn't seem to want to have any contact with me, I'm guessing it doesn't matter much what I say anywhere.
So, there you have it. I'm single again. I thought somehow that 2 years with someone would mean something and that we'd work through any issues we had, but clearly I was wrong. And, on top of it... he's just gone.
I realize I'm not technically alone because I do have Lil M, but I did love him... even if we were having difficulties. And, now I'm alone again. Again. Well, just me and Mia, anyway. Which, is probably for the best.
And what I've been suspecting for awhile now is that he didn't really love me. I believe he was here out of convenience and that wore off. And he likes to be alone (or so he has told me). What is even worse, is that I do know he cared for Lil M. But, clearly, that doesn't mean anything either.
If I was a cold-hearted bitch, I would have dumped his ass when he told me he would not, in no uncertain terms, raise a black child. (as a single adoptive parent, there are only a limited amount of choices, and Ethiopia is one of them, but he vehemently objected. he also objected to having a baby. oh, and no boys.)
But I didn't. Maybe he realized that Lil M *is* actually Asian and *is* different from himself and couldn't bear to take her in public either. Who knows.
Or. He just wasn't that into me.
You have no idea how upset I am right now. This is just ridiculous.
#MicroblogMondays 148: Alice
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