Hallelujah I don’t feel like dying when I have to go to the bathroom. TMI, I know. But you grow to cherish these little basic things. It’s a gloomy kinda day and I have a touch of cabin fever as the bf and I are both stuck at home. Him, by choice and me because this is the weekend I’m not supposed to go out and play. Yet, I have no one’s house to go to as everyone else is out and playing.
The bf needs a break from me and I’m trying not to take it personally. Doctor friend and her husband assured it’s normal even if ill-timed. I also really really really wish we could go to a support group or counseling NOW. Unfortunately the one week he has off, so do all the counselors and support groups. Sigh.
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