Saw my ex had repaired the fence, joyously. Plus, all the house cleaning she’s been doing, happily, and I realize, it was never because I didn’t clean. It wasn’t because I didn’t have a job. It was just because I came home in pain in 2000, and got worse. I was weak.
Fuck! Fucking hell, that hurts. 25 years she basically strung me along, then made me leave when my pains and health were so much worse that I really can’t just get a job and work…Fuck!
Well, to be fair, it’s my fault. When her anger kept up while I was working, and when she wouldn’t let me save money for a doctor, and when she wouldn’t give me time to learn an easier career…I should have bailed while I could at least work part time…So so so so many years ago…I am so screwed. And my mental health is trashed right now…Come on spine, knee, stop it…Pretty please? Let me have a little free time? Please? Pretty please?
