Now im happy. The ex is a prick. He's left me to clean up again and again. He can come home from his baseball tournament and walk in the door and see my place just as if I were coming home. And he can figure out what to do.

Because im tired.
Im overwhelmed.
I dont know what to do.
Its confusing.
I want to read tonight.

It feels really good.

I wont go to ER tonight.