I'm in the doghouse and am working real hard to bite my tongue. S9 threw up at midnight, but was fine when he woke up this morning. W sends a text asking how they were at the same time he throws up again. So I tell her he's sick. She's mad I didn't tell her until she asked, I need to grow up, etc. It's all I can do not to tell her to go find a friend to go get drunk with or a dude to screw and just leave us alone.

I need to grow up! That makes my blood boil.


M - 42
W- 37
S's - 9,6
M-12
T-14
FIL- diagnosed with fatal disease spring 2011
ILYBNILWY - march '12
FIL - died jan '13
W Moved out week later