Why can’t I be happy alone?!?
They, whoever the fuck they is/are, say happiness is what you make it… I WANT to be happy though.
Maybe I don’t?? Maybe I like being miserable deep down??
The divorce shit is ugly. He wants an uncontested divorce and wants to be divorced TOMORROW, if possible. I want to come up with an agreement of shit he says he is gonna do for me and kids… I’d like to sit down, maybe at a lunch, and just discuss things. He refuses. He wants to do this by text message.
He’s even go so far as to say he’ll pay me $300. He’s even gone so far as to claim his new girlfriend is pregnant! Like ugh.
I just don’t understand how you can stop caring about something that was such a big part of your life. I don’t understand why I have to be the only bad guy in all of this… He acts like it’s all me. It’s frustrating. I want to not care. Fuck
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