I left my husband AGAIN 2 weeks ago. Finally decided that staying with him to try and be the one person in his life that stayed through his bullshit was not worth sacrificing my mental health physical health emotional health or my god damn happiness. SO three days after i left him i got myself into a little rendezvous with my madre which normally ends with us, yep you guessed it. Fucking jail. So right of the riff of leaving asshole, crackhead gets me caught up in some bs in FUCKING GEORGIA, when im not even supposed to leave the state because im on two, not fucking 1 but 2 god damn probations. Anyways. That fucking fright fest lasted 7 whole days. And now im here. Ready to fucking focus on one goal for the next 2 weeks and by god i will accomplish this goal. (Clears throat and raises eyebrow) a fucking god damn thot. One goal in mind, maximum of 2 weeks maybe 2 and half. Im just gonna get my mutha fucking freak on. Whew glad to have that off my chest.
