Thank you, I’m pretty mad about it, too. I don’t want to mother a grown up.
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I think it’s probably a bit stressful, but it’s just us and the kids in our house so it’s not a high stress situation. He was banned from playing WOW twice before- the first time by his mom when he stopped showering or going to work and played WOW in her house for over a year. The second was a few years back, when he…
Yay! I hope you’re feeling good and the urge to nap all day is lifting. That first trimester ain’t nothin to fuck with.
I am being a pissypants grudge holder. I’m the one who wrapped all the presents, filled all the stockings (my own, too) and then my husband, who I am going to kill in his sleep, decided to let the kids open the stockings this morning when I wasn’t even in the goddamn room. He was playing WOW and decided letting the…
I think I need to do that, too.
Ugh my mom and all the other pious ladies in the very Duggar-like homeschool co-op I was forced to be in all had tons of this shit in their homes. I associate it with lessons on creationism and long, ugly modest dresses. Excuse me, I have to have a panic attack now.
I couldn’t find a single picture of my family together doing anything, so I put all 4 cats on our card this year. Best card ever.
My gyno gives me xanax before my appointment so I can get through it without crying or having a panic attack. Ask for that!
Talking to strangers on the phone is my kryponite. I have to spend at least 30 minutes avoiding, then another 30 minutes pep talking myself, before I can call and make a dentist appointment. I am legit proud of you.
Accurate. My husband is from Hemet and my MIL still lives there. I grew up in Temecula so I’m fancy. Now we live in the Bay Area and we went back to visit and I had panic attacks and we had to go home. Hemet is a place where people want to be somewhere else, or dead.
Same. I think I’m taking a break to focus on making healthy choices and prioritize self-care. Take care of yourself Sqarr.
We’re having a crappy Thanksgiving. My husband and I agreed to paint the living room, since he took several chunks out of the drywall recently on accident and my walls look like they have white smears of zit medicine all over them. This was supposed to have been done yesterday, but he just noped out of it so I’m doing…
Northern California troop leader here.
I am so sorry. I wish I could hug you and just get you the hell away from that situation. You deserve so much better than what he gave you. All my love. Take good care of yourself, okay?
Yes. This. I have PTSD and I appreciated the end being unfulfilling emotionally. Of course living through all that would leave you a different person, and having to keep going on after having so much of yourself decimated in war.
Behind closed ovens was the joy of my week and Millihelen was the only place I was out of the greys. I cannot fathom losing Mark. I’m not over losing Lindy.
I’m sorry you’ve been going through a rough time. Here’s a puppy. You look lovely, btw, that lipstick color is gorgeous.