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God forbid I ever get cancer. in The Choice

  • May 28, 2020, 3:32 a.m.
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He told me last night that if I cut my hair he will divorce me. I thought of what poetic Justice it would be to serve him divorce papers with a shaved head. Of course I won’t but my I would love to see the look on his face.

He told me if he knew starting out that I would he the type to continually chop all their hair off we never would have gotten married. I wonder what will happen when I get older. How can I trust him to stay?

I was quiet the rest of the night. He asked me why I was so angry. I told him I wasn’t trying to fight so I just wanted some distance. He said too bad I guess we’re fighting. He hasn’t talked to me since.

I’m tired guys. I’m so tired of all of this. But I know I’ll never leave.


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