I suppose I should explain my current sich in more detail. Basically, this weekend my H told me that he hates his job so much that he is experiencing suicidal ideation but he finds any reasonable solution to this issue to be unacceptable. This, of course, caused me to freak out and semi-manically try to solve his problem for him by getting him mental health care and/or a better job. Yesterday, I call him at work and I can hear that he has rock music on full blast in the background (a clear sign that he is in a good mood) and when he comes home he tells me that his job really isn't so bad and he had a nice talk with his boss. Then he gave me a hug and said "Thanks for helping me out.". I am surprised that I didn't visibly cringe. Today is his birthday which is very lucky for him because otherwise my plan might be to pack his bags and call his mother and tell her that he might need some help.


"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver