We're Just Not Going To Make It

Well, after finally discovering one week ago what I had known to be true for the last 4-6 weeks, I have reached the conclusion that there is no way in hell this is going to work.

I had known for some time that something had changed.  I don't know if I ever get this point across to anyone (Joe did get it) when I tell the story, but to  me it was simple.  Ever since we had started "seeing" each other after I brought Todd back home Monday, June 14, Shelly gotten to the point where she was texting me at all hours of the day.  Plenty of time during work.  Even during her night class.  And afterwards.  Telling me all about the class and sending me pics.  Not to mention the demands that I come up there at any given time to eat/fuck her pussy.  Yeah I liked that.  It was easy for me to tell when it went away because all of a sudden it started sounding just like it did the entire last year we were together.  And most of the last year, period.  She claims that it's because she "couldn't let herself get attached to me again" until I had proven I could/would support the family (get a job).

So - besides the fact that she let me twist for 4-5 weeks, trying to figure out just wtf had changed (and telling me nothing blah blah blah busy this busy that) - she got mad at me (once again for "giving her shit") instead of taking responsibility for it herself.  Sure, I got bent way out of shape and was probably over the top.  But guess who caused it?

So - I guess I have two options:

• Shut up and accept it and get a job asap and hope that it changes for the better again.
• End it before I antagonize myself and her.

The reason?  For one thing, it really upsets and bothers me.  The difference in the way she views me/treats me/interacts with me is night and day.  Literally 180 degrees change.  I feel once again (see past two years) like someone who has been just about completely cut out of her life.