Venting fuck

[Life_and_Death]

i hate a shitty week filled with anxiety ptsd bpd dissociation and all i wanted to do last night ON MY ONE DAY OFF was get fucked and forget about it all for a few hours but noooooooo. and when i told my husband it was the wrong booze he just said oops and his face didnt even look sincere. so up until a little bit ago i was out 30$ and had booze i wasnt going to drink. was it wrong of me to take the 30 back from my husband making the booze his problem. i very clearly told him what i wanted. i had it out in text word for word there was no reason for that to get fucked up THE DAMN DRIVER EVEN FUCKING CALLED!!!! i have booze over at the other place fuck work days im drinking it the next time over there.

 

[Soul]

I'm sorry. What was it that you wanted for your $30?

Yesterday was Rosh ha Shana, which is supposed to be happy, but Ruth Bader Ginsburg died and I'm bereft. No good will come of this, and she knew that, and couldn't even die in peace after working so hard for so long, for what's right.

 

[Life_and_Death]

I'm sorry. What was it that you wanted for your $30?

alcohol. i just wanted one night where i didnt have to deal with things