The thin red line


So a line has been crossed. She slept with someone. The potential for recovering the relationship is now totally lost. I now urgently need somewhere to live. Otherwise, I’ll sleep in the car.

I feel sick.

I can’t even leave the house or go anywhere. So I sit at the computer. Ringing the NHS Crisis Line, leaving a message for them to call me back. That won’t be for hours.


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