Notes

I’m sorry, I cannot leave here. I’m not sure what you want me to do. I’ve also told you roughly 1 billion times that I’m uncomfortable with having to communicate this way. If you don’t care about any of that, don’t expect me to.

I am stuck here. That is the reality of my life. I have one babysitter, my mother in law. Let’s think about why that’s not a good idea. Shouldn’t take long to figure out.

I can’t tell you when I’ll have time to interview babysitters, which will simultaneously send my anxiety through the roof anyway because it scares the crap out of me to leave them with a stranger. It’s not paranoia, it’s dangerous. They have so many food allergies that it is literally dangerous to leave them with anyone who doesn’t understand the whole allergy protocol & who I’m sure isn’t accidentally exposing them. And then to be at least an hour away from them, with no other parent around in case of emergency?

What will going in there accomplish? Nothing. I don't have any interest in talking about my personal life there. That's ridiculous.

I’m preparing for a trip, homeschooling, trying to get out of this house and just trying to keep up with them all day. How do you think you have the right to be annoyed when you refuse to hear what’s actually going on? Oh, right. On your terms. Always.




Also, divorce is not fun. I don’t know if I’m fucking up my life, their lives… I don’t know what you expect from me but it seems like it’s too much.