I am scared of being alone…

…but I do sometimes feel that living alone may be better than the life I am living right now.

Most exciting part of my Monday was seeing my dad and his girlfriend who have grown to no longer hate but can’t say she is my favourite person yet…

I come home to a kitchen sink still full of dirty dishes…house smelling of reheated KFC and a husband snoring in bed.
and this was just after 18:00. I mean I get being tired but when you are 41 and hungover from the copious amount of vodka you had been drinking over the past 52 hours, I really shake my head and sigh.

while he is sleeping out how booze coma or whatever else he is troubled with I am fretting about all the debit orders and diminishing bank account and how there were still 29 days left of the month.

I have no idea what we are going to do.

rav diablo

I understand what you’re saying. Is there no way to shake this man’s ass out of bed and have him clean up after himself?

The question is this: if you were living in more modest circumstances alone, with only your money, would you be happier? You wouldn’t have to clean up someone else’s messes, you wouldn’t have to deal with someone else’s drinking, and all the other stuff, and you would be controlling how your own money is spent.