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  • Jan. 5, 2026, 9:31 p.m.
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Well. Turns out she clearly had a relationship with a guy going on before she left. I asked. I didn’t care just wanted to know if I should be protecting myself and my brother by separating our finances from her.

No. She isn’t looking. She isn’t wanting a relationship. Just wants to divorce amicably. She used our money to buy herself a new bed. Shelving. All the stuff you’d need for an apartment. She said it was just for the third bedroom. No. It was now obvious that was all because she was planning to move out and didn’t tell me so she could use our finances to fund her exit.

Fucking hell.

I found out cause I went to send something sent to me on Instagram (which usually I’m not on social media. I’ll use Facebook and she blocked me. Whatever. It’s so bizarre to me people do that stuff. Nothing to hide here with me. Never have. Never will.

Anyway. Her profile pops up next to my brother whom I’m sending the link to on IG. Some dude plicking her face.

Alright. That’s a choice. It was for Christmas.

When she didn’t pay me back the $400 she took from me and I told her to go she left with the cat we’ve both LOVED for 10 years with her and screamed at me too bad you can’t see him for Christmas now! And she used his paw and waved at me mockingly saying goodbye as she shoved him in the car which he hates car rides.

She said she needed to go to Baton Rouge for work so she’d been having me watch him for 3 to 4 days at a time..

Guess who lives in Baton Rouge? The guy.

So I’ve been taking care of our cat so she can go be with him and she just lies.

Pretty sure everything Caroline ever told me was a lie.

From start to finish really.

Heaven help us.

I need to go for a walk.


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