Just got home.
So I’m mad and upset.
Because I tried calling Dean a bunch of times to let him know when I got off.
Then I had to call around to find a ride. Then he calls an hour later asking what time I got off.
I’m bone tired…to the core. & this is the second time.
I feel like I’m just really fucking pissed at him and everyone else.
I just don’t feel like doing it anymore, I really don’t.
None of it, this broke ass job, this fighting with him, this not being able to go get checked for my wellbeing, this not having money, this having nobody to ask for help from. I don’t want to do any of it anymore. At all.
