Bringing it back to my roots and needing to word vomit on the internet. Let’s bring y’all up to speed shall we?
A year ago (April 24’) I found out my husband of 13 years was having an affair. By August he told me he had an entirely new girlfriend, by October he moved in with her. His shit is still at the house and I wish oh how I wish I was a mean person and could throw it all away. My daughter unfortunately has realized how emotionally fucking constipated he is and doesn’t know how to connect with him since I basically raised her on my own. I found out a week ago my mom is starting hospice and maybe has a week left to live as I type this. Oh my dad also has fucking lung AND prostate cancer. I don’t even know what to feel anymore. I don’t have my person, he couldn’t care less and I was so foolish to think he would. I’m going to have to move back to PA because I know emotionally my dad can not handle it once my mom is gone. I would stay in Virginia but I can not afford a place on my own once my ex makes us move out of housing. I’m lost. I’m numb. I don’t know what to think or feel anymore and this entire year felt like a fucking fever dream nightmare












