The Freight Train Can't Stop!!

There is absolutely, positively, no way that this freight train is going to stop. Apparently, I am not a confident or independent person enough for him. I used to be before I let my guard down because he asked me to!! And now, it's not what he wanted. He has no idea why he doesn't want to be married, he just knows that he doesn't. Does that make sense?? Yeah, not to me either. I am so angry right now!! I had to get this off of my chest. He is still claming up and won't talk. I am actually looking forward to him going away for a few days so that I can think. I hope that he will keep from calling me too often so that I can. How can you say that to someone and not have a response for it? It's almost as if he can't wait to get away. He took me yesterday to show me his new apartment. I went along for the ride a) because I had never been to Rincon before and b) I wanted to see where my dogs are going to live. I asked about emergency situations and who was going to have a key. He hadn't thought of that!! Surprise, surprise!! Asked about Wills and Life Insurance. He hadn't thought about that either!! I don't know. Maybe he said these things to me so that I can get on with my life. I have asked lots of questions and haven't gotten a response. I actually sent them to him in an e-mail. He has yet to respond. It was like pulling teeth getting the information that I did about me being more confident and independent. Maybe this is better in the long run for both of us. It's hard to see the other side of things right now, but I think this is going to be a good thing. I will be leaving here February 19. My things and the cats. A friend of my mom's, her husband, feels so bad for me that he has offered to drive my mom and his truck and trailer up here to get me and my things. No charge!! I am ever so grateful for him doing that for me. It makes me think that someone actually cares about what happens to me. There have been times within the last 2 weeks, that it seems like David doesn't care what happens to me. I know that he cares for me, but it just seems like he doesn't care where I go or what happens to me once I get to Florida. Maybe this whole thing is a blessing in disguise and God does have a plan for me. While at church this morning, I went to the altar and left this situation at God's feet. And I actually felt better about it after I did it. I am still hurting. Don't get me wrong. But it made me feel good knowing that God is helping me in my time of need. I know that He is there. I am God's child. I will always remember that. Okay, I am going to sign off for now. Jack keeps howling at me while I am typing. It's actually kind of funny seeing as how David is trying to go to sleep. Hee, hee!! :-)