Seriously? I can go all day and then one argument with my husband immediately makes me drop the F-Bomb.
Today marks the second day in a row this has happened, so, I’m still on day one. Again. And again. And again. It’s the absolute worst version of the movie Groundhog Day. I’m in my own personal pergatory.
Since I already said it today and I’m slated to start all over again tomorrow- fuck, this fucking sucks. There. I feel better. Goddammit.
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