We are back together and he is living in a tent in my garden - because I won't have the dog in the house! He says he's told Lauren - dunno if that's true, but I'm taking the sensitive stuff off of friends only anyway, since presumably I now don't have to keep secrets from her.
He's still doing heroin (another reason for the tent), but otherwise has been a perfect boyfriend this week. He's got the promise of a job starting Monday, so hopefully he'll have his own place soon.
The weird thing is, considering he's the one who's cheated, he is completely paranoid about me. Really back to how he used to be when we first got together. He's coming out on a girls' night out with me tonight cos of it.
And I'm ok so long as I don't think about Lauren. He says it was a stupid mistake and I either have to believe him or give up the relationship altogether. So I believe him. I've told him I couldn't do it a second time, and that is defnitely true, even though my heart would tell me to, my head would insist that you can't make the same mistake twice. And I've warned him that I know the signs now - I'd spot it much more quickly.
He seems to want things to get back to normal, and so do I.
Will write more about the last weekend and week later in the week, when hopefully he'll be at work.
