so we met, had a bite to eat and he played with the boys a bit. its so wierd and stilted. I have no idea what to say to him. what I can say to him. I cant trust him and everything I do or say filters through that.
I never know when he's telling me the truth, I never know what his real motivation is. And thats a result of being lied to so many times, and forgiving and extending trust again, only to be lied to once more.
The real pain is not the lie, or what the lie was about... its who the lie came from. And how much its cost us all.
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