The father of my unborn child is cheating on me with his patient.
Originally, I found an origami crane on display. I asked him about it. He said he got it from work. I found that odd and suspicious. A little context: I made one of these before. I showed it to him. He basically told me it wasn’t good enough. The one his patient made for him was far worse. Mine never got put on a shelf. It was thrown away. Today, sitting by his beloved paper craft, I found this folded note on the back of a coloring page. I suspected he was cheating on me at work but my suspects were a nurse, one of his colleagues, and his boss. No, of course it was his patient. I took these mementos down to confront him about them. He made me throw them away because he was afraid that I would bring them to his workplace and report him! He began interrogating me about a carrot by yelling at me and asking about its location. I had no idea what on earth he was talking about. He didn’t believe me and thought I was hiding it from him. Then he realized I wasn’t lying and began to promise me that there never was a carrot. I was appalled. Later he admitted that there was indeed a cardboard carrot that she made for him but claims he threw it away prior to me finding all of these macabre souvenirs and forgot.
Looking for a bestie
Hey! My name is Marissa and I’m 27. I’m pretty awkward and I don’t fit in with the people I’ve met around me. Looking for someone to text with and get to know, and maybe eventually turning into besties. Bonus if you have kiddos my kids age. (10,7,2) I love reading, and writing. I homeschool, am 420 friendly. Not religious, but don’t judge if you are! I’m a sahm, married for 10 years now. I don’t know what else to put hahah. Message me if you want!
