  I woke up at 5:00 am, done sleeping for the night. Now I'm wishing that I didn't give dad all my tylenol pm. Shit! Had the bright idea to take a ride to see where Matt spent the night. Turning into a stalker, I guess... Surprise, surprise, he wasn't at Bonnie's (hereafter to be called "The Whore"), or at Dave's... Or at the firehall.
He must have another slut on the line. He doesn't waste any time, big surprise. So we told Alex yesterday... I did all the talking... Thanks for the help, Matt... So he leaves with an adoring kiss and hug for Skyler, and with a "see ya" for Alex.
Fucking bastard...to do that to Alex. So I call him and tell him how fucked up that was, then he goes and makes it better. He doesn't see the problem is that I HAVE TO TELL HIM THAT HE'S FUCKED UP, before he realizes it and makes it better. He doesn't see that I shouldn't have to tell him to be decent... fuck! And of course Alex didn't say much, just looked like he had been slapped. He just held it inside, like I always do...
I hate Matt for putting us through this. I do... I know I did a lot of shit to contribute to our problems, but I was working on them, and really making progress. He fucked us so hard... I tried to hold in my feelings about him fucking the whore, right under my nose... I tried to suck it up and show him that I was the better choice... oh well...
I'm probably better off without him. He had the nerve to make a common about a three month separation not being enough...Like he had any intention of coming back. What's one more slap in the face? Should be used to it by now. I hope he realizes, a few months down the road, just what he did. What he lost...
I guess that will be my revenge... 
