Well just like that I asked my husband to get beer when he was leaving to go pick up pizza and he refused. He's a good man. I know he would drink it. I was ashamed but I just didn't care. It hurts and I want it to stop or at least ease. When he left I just sobbed and when he got back I was relieved he hadn't gotten any alcohol. Fuck everything sometimes. I should go to sleep early, tonight is a nightmare.
No comments:
Post a Comment