I'm feeling extremely close to a meltdown. it makes me want to eat or drink or eat while I'm drinking! I'm hating you with renewed passion because you are not here to help... not that you'd have helped anyway. Not that you ever helped with anything. I guess this is just another reason to hate you. Not that I need more, my hate-the-ex husband level is pretty f'ing high already. Bastard!
OK now that I released a little of that I feel a tiny bit better. I really think i need to meditate and find my happy place.
