Me and baby daddy/bf ended things last night. We were both civil as he left for work this morning and I'll be helping him get his stuff to his place this weekend. I'm sad because I know he's sad but I have an odd sense of relieve and I feel like I can breath for the first time in a long time. Not being equals and having to watch what I said, not to mention the crippling anxiety I developed when I thought I upset him, is gone. I'm going to miss him but I just wasn't happy. And he never realized it nor acted like he liked me intimately. We are just two completely different people. And being 8 years apart really made a difference after while because I wasn't his equal. But anyway, Grace Ann will be 3 months old on November 17th!