There’s nothing to celebrate
It’s been just awful
He’s been awful
I don’t want to celebrate my anniversary
I’m only happy that I’ve got her
I can numb myself however much I want and convince myself that I should be happy … and then be
Maybe another lifetime I’ll choose someone who will make me feel loved
Someone less crazy
Someone less sad and depressed
Someone who is less serious
His red line is being messy… and I am messy… and he is always mad… and that’s our life