what the fuck…*edit*

So the ex cheated on me with french bastard and pretty much left me for him, he went back to France yesterday according to my calculations and I get a Facebook message today from the ex asking me to take her to the hospital because her chest hurts. I didn’t get the message because my phone was off and I was out hiking. She said she drove herself and now I’m waiting to hear back from her.

Why the fuck do I still worry about her? Why do I feel bad for not driving her?

Just….AHHH!

*Edit*

I didn’t really explain this entry when I wrote it. Sarah has an acute heart disorder. She told me over a message that she thought her cat aptly named Fattie sleeping on her chest caused the pain. She’s not a hypochondriac but close to it. She’s fine though and hanging out with her friends at the moment.