MOVING IN... hmmm ? ; ) VS :(

I always fantasized about moving with my current so-called "BOY friend."

... I had NO idea what I was IN FOR!

This is hell !

I wish it wasn't, but it IS.

A year and a half into our so-called relationship, I still did not have a key to his place. It was only when the economy crashed and our president failed us and so on and so forth, after I inevitably lost my apartment in Hollywood that he "invited" me into his 'home"... when I had, at that point, NO WHERE ELSE TO GO.

So...

... he HATES CATS, and I have TWO.
He hates slobs and I am extremely disorganized, or, in MY OWN DEFENSE, have NO FURNITURE to place my belongings in!

We were so good together and for one another for about an entire week into the RELATIONSHIP.
But then it evolved into a BATTLESHIP.

... Fast-Forward two years later: I was hit by a car and I felt sorry for me and he felt sorry for himself and all hell broke loose!

(And today, my daily life today... is a product of just that.)

I cannot stop blaming him and cannot forgive him and he is blaming me for BLAMING him for just that and so on and so on and so on... it's lame and it SUCKS!

I want OUT!

... (to be continued...)