Well, I’m facing some hurdles. Hurdles I expected. I anticipated. Yet, they’re still pulling me under.
My dream, is fair and reasonable, yet seemingly unattainable.
I laid everything flat out for my wife. That I’m giving it a couple months. I’ll either be moved out of the house, or moved out of this body.
It’s not taken seriously. She just kicks me anyhow. My date is set. I intend to send a selfie as I begin my departure. Hopefully, that will be an everlong painful image printed in her head. Vindictive, eh, paybacks a mother fucker.
Really, I just feel bad for encouraging anyone here. I mean, I read your problems and suddenly it seemed I had answers. The delusional state got the best of me. I believed my own fallacy. To hell we go….