This last spring I got really sick with appendicitis and had to have surgery. What I found out is that I'd had bouts of appendicitis for the past year. Once I knew what that pain was, it was obvious to me that's what I'd been dealing with. I thought it was food poisoning all that time. Cut to now, and I still haven't gained back the weight I lost from being sick. Not only that, but it's only September and it's just now getting chilly and I am FREEZING. My hands are like ice. I can't get warm. How am I gonna make it through the winter? It was bad last year, too, I had already lost some weight then. This is dumb. I'm so damn cold. And I'm sick of people telling me to eat a sandwich.

Not enough. But recently, my intuition told me something and I didn't listen, and something bad happened later in the day (I don't want to talk about it). It may be related to what that "voice" was telling me, or it couldn't. But from now on I WILL be listening closely.

can't part 3. Then he asks if I'm in the mood for sex last night. HAHAHAHA! NO! I've tried dealing with his anger issues, control issues, his bad manners, and shit talking mouth. I'm sick of him. I told him I'm not his mother! And people ask him all the time how he got me. He has great qualities, but I told him we're not compatible. I'm the 1st lady he's ever been with who is clean and sober, works, cooks and cleans. He's 55 years old and spent about 16 to 17 years in and out of jail or prison since he was 24. He got sober in 2016. I'm waiting until my house with my ex sells in October and I'm outta here. I've never lived alone. I married at 19 and was with ex til I was 48. I can't do this with bf anymore as much as we love each other. I've reached out to couples counselors to no avail. Bf said he'd go. Men just really suck! Oh, and my sis got engaged the night before they came to see us. Poor things. I felt so bad they had to see bf acting the way he did.

Can someone please tell me which alien designs women's clothes and why they always fit so shitty? The average height of women in the US is 5'4", yet pants are always clearly designed for people way taller, yet my tall friends complain nothing fits them either. it's really fucking strange. If you can't do different leg lengths in more styles, at least make the regular lengths fit closer to what is actually "regular" I've tried on so much clothing where the arms are too short or the torso too long or the crotch is oddly baggy, it's like they're designed by gray aliens with no concept of how actual human women look. Extra irritating when you realise how wasteful and bad for the planet fast fashion is, not to mention a humanitarian nightmare, and they can't even make things that fit.

OP here. Also need to add that my mother is an abusive narcissist. Went no contact over 5yrs ago. Changed my number. They broke up before I was born but she abused him my whole life as well. She's stolen money from him many times before dementia, I suspect it continued after. She knows he keeps a wad of cash on him. She has called, spoke to a nurse that told him about his cancer but wouldn't reveal anything else. She found my number somehow, left a message saying she was going to go see him (I.E go steal his wad of cash). I called & spoke to multiple ppl about banning her from talking to him, getting info, or seeing him. It's bad enough I have to deal with him dying, but I have to deal with TWO ppl who aren't even his family trying to rob him blind. I live across the country, I'm calling tomorrow to have the nurses give my Aunt the wad of cash so no one else tries to get their hand on it. It's really sad we have to worry about this crap during this time.

I think Biden was right to do what he did. Enough is enough. We focus on counterterrorism and humanitarian efforts. But also, focus back to us. 80trillion dollars could have gave us health care, and education! It’s too bad so many of our sons and daughters had to die or come home with debilitating injuries and PTSD for seemingly nothing. I don’t blame anyone except the military industrial complex. The war made a lot of people super wealthy.

It's been two months since we met and what a hugely positive impact it's all been. Lately he's expressing how much fun our chats are and too bad I don't live closer. While talking briefly tonight he asked to talk on the phone tomorrow AM. I had AM plans then he casually suggested another time. Suddenly, I got nervous and awkward. Ugh, it's easier for me to text than talk.

More DH complaints- He's in a bad mood again because he broke the glass shade on the porch light for the second time. I bought that light from a really nice shop that makes antique reproductions. The first time he broke it I was able to order a replacement shade, but now the light is discontinued. The glass shade was really unusual and I've never seen another one like it. I stayed calm and suggested that I buy a metal replacement shade this time. He got mad and said he wouldn't break it again. I guess I'm supposed to look for hours now for a replacement shade we both like? I'm so fucking sick of him right now.

Teacher Life pt 1- Spent four hours Saturday designing a badly needed professional development for my colleagues about Special Education, at my Admin's request. Admin promised me 90 minutes. Looked at the weekly schedule and I am sharing the time with Counseling Services. He did not inform me. Just changed the schedule. I planned 90 minutes of information and activities, and all of it is important. Just shows that when push comes to shove, special education students and students with social/emotional challenges get the short end of the stick. What did he plan for three afternoons this week instead of dedicating one afternoon each for Special Education and Counseling Services? Three days of "Professional Learning Community Planning Time" WITH NO PLAN FOR HOW SPECIAL EDUCATION OR COUNSELING IS INTEGRATED INTO THAT.

DH offered to do grocery shopping. Now he can't find his wallet and has been tearing the house apart while huffing, puffing, and cussing for half an hour. I wish he would just go ANYWHERE BUT HERE right now!!!! He is so hard on himself whenever things go wrong but it affects everyone in the house. (BTW- he just found it. It was in my purse. He put it there yesterday while we were out) So sick of this shit though. Usually, he won't tell me what's wrong unless I ask him five times. He just emanates bad vibes for hours. :(