I'm here for those kids, I show up for those kids. I want those kids to succeed. But at the cost of my mental, emotional, physical health? I'm wondering if it's still worth it.
I asked my new boyfriend if he does fantasy football, and he said yes. I asked how his draft went this year, and he said, "idk I just do the auto draft and hope for the best!" Omg how relieved I was to hear he's not crazy obsessed like my ex.
I know that sounds like something we should all get to do. But for the last 5 years, football season has been so miserable with my ex obsessing over every play and missing out on life because he'd rather watch strangers play on tv.