I told him the last time ... and the time before ... that if it happened again I would leave.
And now here we were, at 3 a.m. Again.
And he's crying. I don't get it. I have begged him to get help. Tried to tell him I can't live with this. Why will he not get help, and then cry when this happens?
I hate him. I want to love him. I want to be able to love him. But I hate him. And I have to get out.
How do I get out?
