Kevin fixed everything. He took the day off from work, he brought me home flowers (roses: white and red), he took me to Syracuse, we went shopping, he took me out to a fancy dinner, and now we're back home and he helped me clean up a bit in our bedroom.

I explained to him that I can't take this shit anymore and he is going to change. He knows if he doesn't, I'm gone. I already told him that a few of my friends already told me I should have left him already for the other shit he's pulled and he obviously was upset. He told me that he didn't realize it was that big of an issue, but now that he realizes it he knows we need to work on things.

Yay.