I miss him. Giving him the space he seems to want, to need, is killing me. Not calling or texting, not pushing myself on him. I feel so alone without him. Almost empty. I thought being married and loving him ment I wouldn't feel like this. It seems that I was very wrong. 

There is a part of me that wonders if he spent the week talking to other women. Giving them his time, his affection, his body. He says it's not cheating, and I don't understand how its not. Pictures, videos, texts. Maybe not in person, but all of that means he's still not mine anymore...