So no idea what’s actually going on, but at least they have meds. No idea what Michael and I have either. We haven’t even been to the doctor. We did pick up some Rock & Rye, though. And at least he’s been getting to rest 🤷🏻♀️
So, we’re all sick. We got the girls looked at an on an antibiotic. Amberley’s throat swab popped positive for strep on the rapid test, but negative after the culture. All Bea’s were negative, but the doctor thought it was best to go ahead and treat them.
I’m leaving. I have to. I don’t know when exactly, but I do have some form of timeline in mind. Even if I just find a place to go over the summer until I can work out something more permanent. I’m sick of constantly wondering if this will be the day he decides to h!t me or 🍇 me.
Imagine verbally, emotionally, and sexually ab*sing your partner for nearly two years and still expecting them to have any desire/drive and be willing to fuck on demand. That’s got to qualify as delusional.
You’d think getting ready to go out for a late birthday lunch/brunch would be a happy/joyful occasion. Instead I’m feeling like I’m on the verge of a panic attack. I hate going anywhere with him because I know how it normally ends up going.
You know you’re emotionally checked out when you don’t feel hurt or scared by anything they say or do anymore; you just get angry or annoyed. Like “here we go with this bullshit again 🙄”
You know you’re emotionally checked out when you don’t feel hurt or scared by anything they say or do anymore; you just get angry or annoyed. Like “here we go with this bullshit again 🙄”
I keep getting on, wanting to post something, but I honestly don’t know what to say. There’s honestly just so much in my head right now. Some of it’s already on Bluesky, so I guess go find me there if you want to know what’s going on in my life.
changed except the fact that he does housework while I’m at work. On days where I work afternoons/evenings I still do everything at home before my shift while he sleeps.
Life update: I’m back at my old Food Lion after 8 years. This time as a part time cashier. Official hire date was July 12th, but I started training last Friday and have been on my own every shift since. I’ve been working mostly evenings this week. Also, absolutely nothing has
Well, I had an interview with Kohl’s/Sephora yesterday with the store manager. Just waiting on the phone interview with the Sephora manager. One of these jobs better come through before I fucking lose it😭
Not going to pretend today isn’t a rough day for me. It’s my 13th wedding anniversary. A day that’s supposed to be happy, and, up until last year, it was. Last year I still had hope that MAYBE we had a chance. But this year I just feel so conflicted. There’s all the verbal abuse
over nearly two of it being a nightmare. But I also realize that there were signs and red flags all along. He was just never angry at me or the kids, so I figured I should stay by him, love him through it, and encourage him to get help. But then it was us. And he’s said and done