Lisa has asked to have some of her things. Rather than allowing her to come into my house to get things, which feels like such a violation, I asked her for a list. I've placed the things that she wants in a few plastic bags and she can have them when she comes to take JT to supper tonight.
It's sad to have our life together torn asunder and to place her things in a couple of plastic bags. But I tell myself that it's what she wants. And I try to make peace with the hurt that she's caused.
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