Probably been one of the worst weekends I’ve had in.. oh… say… a good bit… I wish I could take ambien and forget everything too… But it sticks, and its going to take me a while to forget… typically I can handle a shitty work week, due to the solace of knowing I have someone sweet and loving to come “home” to each night and the weekend. But that hasn’t been the case at all for a little, and I’ve come so close to snapping, so many times, wondering what the fuck I’m even doing and questioning the little sanity that I stake claim to. Tear stained sheets, anxiety enough to take down a horse, and the overwhelming urge to just drive my car into the ocean. This is going to take some work, and I have no enegry left after all this.