10th April 2018

I returned home (childhood home) me and my partner was now living there. I went in my old bedroom and found a woman with a foreign accent in the bed, she was suprised to see me.

I realised he was cheating but none of my anger was directed at her, only him. I left her to sleep and went in the other bedroom to him.

A huge argument ensured, him in sad acceptance but also defensive, me livid, at one point I was hitting him and he just threw me to the ground like I weighed nothing.

I asked If we would remain friends and he said yes, I then left but I didn’t know where I was going.

Part of me thought I will have to move back in with dad but the thought made me want to vomit.