new years day for liars and hostages isn’t new or happy.
don’t read me wrong. i’m not his hostage. i’m my own. i am responsible for enduring this.
all day has been such a mess. stupid, worthless and totally unnecessary lies, anger belching out of him towards our daughter for acting her age (under three) and his best friend (paranoia) have all taken turns. an 1/32nd inch wick on his t.n.t. would be enough for the fire department to monitor were it literal. maybe they could send the robots to defuse him or destroy him. good luck getting me to care which it were tonight. i’m aghast at foul demeanor on holidays..
i made the traditional beans, greens and cornbread anyway. i need all the luck, money and gold that i can get my hands on. do wish my daughter and i good luck for this year should you have a moment. we will really will need it.
I will – and have been – keep you in my prayers. I have come to care about you a great deal, and you are always on my mind.
belated.. but, i sincerely wish you the very best.. It is a new year, and let us use it to hope and strive for a better life!
thank you friends!