In my head I know that in a month, I'm going to be sitting in my undies and eating cheetohs wondering what the hell happened. I'll vent here (for those of you with weak stomaches, I'll refrain from sartorial details).
Write yourself a new reality and work towards that! (unless you really like that image...)
Me 35, H 38; Together 13.5 yrs, M 7 Bomb 1 10/07/06 Sep'd 1/14/07 - 4/15 Piecing: 4/07 - 9/07 Bomb 3 10/11/07: Never loved you, let's separate 2/08 slowly improving 7/08 Piecing (7/25/08 rings back on!!) Current thread
