I just went to bed angry at him and woke up angry with him this morning.
I’m tired of ruined weekends and ruined days because he can’t get his shit together and stop using drugs.
I’m tired that as soon as I say anything at all about what he does he says I’m just ‘assuming he doesn’t want to stop’ or the other bullshit that pours out of his mouth. Sometimes I don’t care if he feels ashamed by his actions.
He’s a victim of his own doing and he’s just dragging me down with him. Sorry for going on a rant, I just want to scream!
Going to walk the dog instead.
How are you all doing?