make up your mind, shit

richie wants to leave me.

then he wants to give me a chance.

then he wants me to move back to indiana with the kids.

then he wants to work on things.

i’ve been the calm one. telling him to calm down. lets talk about it. stop yelling. im right here. what do you want?

FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!x10000000000000000000

i went to work today, then went back for a meeting and when i check the schedule to make sure nothing changed…my whole hours were gone. i asked about it and the manager had no reason. just happenes i guess.

but of course im starting to feel sorry for my life. im wishing to be someone else. every girl i saw at the meeting i wished to be them.

……………………….aoiaerwiguhrghqpeoirjdkjasjgbghreghkjsjflkjfjgoighhgrabbdeda

in other news. elizabeth has been the baby from hell. she cries when i put her to bed, i know she’s tired because she falls asleep in my arms. even when i put her down to go take emma to the potty, she has a fit. she has to be held. i try playing with her on the ground and she won’t let go of me. she has to be in my lap.
richie can’t even handle it and he doesn’t even watch her all day like i have to when he’s at work. i went to work for 5 hours and he said he wanted to rip his hair out. but he still doesn’t think of me!

wah wah wah. ill i ever do is fucking cry and whine. i hate my life today. i’m probably going to hate my life tomorrow. but i will get around to loving it again when i get things right.

xoxo