If this is in response to the OP with the DH in rehab, then you're just an ass hole. You know what pisses me off about addicts (besides everything)? THEY make a choice and then that choice fucks everybody that cares about them RIGHT in the ass. Oh yes, it's a choice. Unless you're a complete fucking moron- you know there are no 'casual' crack users. His wife? She didn't make this choice. She's fucking stuck with it. Nobody wins. But make no mistake about it: HE did this to her. Me? I would have dumped his sorry ass. But hey, I'm just a heartless bitch with no problem detaching from addicts. God knows I've had enough practice.

I wish people would stop doing the heart thing with their hands. I also wish people would stop using those dog and other filters too on their pictures. So annoying.

I'm working on being a more positive person. I have been very bitter the last few years and I am done. I want to open my heart to light and love. I know that sounds corny but it is how I feel.

Rosacea, sleep apnea, horrible allergies (getting treated), Hashimoto's (auto immune disorder of the thyroid) and anything with tomatoes gives me heartburn for DAYS! Even french dressing.

I looked back and these are the emojis I text my boyfriend. Purple heart, mad face, sad face, mad face with tape across mouth, thumb up, and flipping the bird. He admitted he overreacted. I admitted I shouldn't have sent him that. He think flipping the bird and telling someone F you is very disrespectful. Hopefully he doesn't have a short fuse and we'll keep communicating and stuff.

I had surgery a week ago and DH has been 100% caregiver. DSD, who's sainted mother died three years ago has called or texted, asking how I am or if he needs help. She helps her MIL and SIL out all the time. It breaks my heart and pisses me off at the same time. But wait! There's more! BFF (I'm gonna be re-thinking that title) and I discussed two months ago the three friends that we made meals for, did chores for, and went to visit after their surgeries. Every one of those friends have called or come by. From her.....crickets. I think I'm done with her.

Sometimes I can tell when you linger on the phone when there's really nothing else to say. Sometimes I can tell other ways. A look. A gesture. That smile. It's okay. I get it. I feel the same way. It's only heartwrenching when I think about it. So I try not to.

Op with the emotional affair from a while back. I f*#*ing hate not talking to him, at least privately. I have to see him sometimes because of my job. He has told me it’s really hard for him. He’s been going through some stuff and it hurts that I can’t be there for him, but I just can’t. I know I’m not “supposed to” care about him, but my heart is breaking. I want to be with him, but I need to be single. I wish I could be in my own place and date him. I’ve struggled with staying married for years. Unfortunately this is a terrible time to break out of my marriage. We have some huge family transitions going on right now. I know my judgement is being clouded by my feelings. For now, I’m just doing nothing, but missing him terribly.

There's a very weird woman at work whose grandbaby needed a medical treatment and she started a GoFundMe account to help her daughter and son-in-law pay for it. For a brief moment I began to feel compassionate toward their situation and wondered if I should pitch in, until I found out more details. The father is in the military, the mother doesn't work, and this is their 5th child. Now a couple years later they just had their 6th baby. I realize this is going to sound cold-hearted, but come the fuck on. If you can't afford the bills, please stop having babies.

My husband recently told me that he is a crack addict. I'm heartbroken, PISSED, and anxiety is through the roof. He says he wants to stop but this time he's not sure he can (he's kicked the habit before, years ago). He thinks he needs rehab. The issue? He wants to put it off for a couple of weeks. He said something today about having "one last rock." To me, that means he's not serious about stopping. That makes me even more pissed. I'm ready to explode.