Please God, help him.
I can see that it is getting worse. I am miserable, but so afraid to get out.
Give someone the strength to make this situation better. It’s not getting any better. I cant keep living like this. I’m at my wit’s end of this circus and intoxicated reality.
Nobody is happy. I’m not. He’s not. What’s the point anymore?
It’s almost like He’s given me this few weeks so I can relax because I was so done with everything, just to become tolerant again and continue suffering through this longer.
Just piss in the pot or get off..