It's 4:30 in the morning. I just hung up with Crab. He called me at 2:55. We had THIS conversation again but a lot less angry.
Shit is really unhealthy for him right now. I hate that he has to go through this. He is constantly thinking I'm fucking. He even thinks maybe someone at work. Its so not good. I hate hearing it in his voice and he hates being like that. But we both agree it can get better with time.
And believe me... I am NOT fucking! Y'all know that though. Sigh... no dick for Di... sigh.....