I’m fine. really truly. I just needed some headspace. Basic needs cared for. All good. home later.
I’m Fine, Girls.
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Oh, FUCK.
This is without a doubt a truly shitty day. I’ve suspected it was coming for while, and more than anything, I’ve fought to put it off as long as possible in hopes that shit would work out. It seems that this is not going to happen.
Its been nearly 4 years since Drae moved in with Kess and I. Lot of heartache, lot of OK times, and a few really good ones, and it looks like that’s going to be up the creek. Everyone tries to make it work, over the last year the success rate has been declining, particularly between the girls. They seem to be unable to communicate most of the time, and the relationship between them is bad. Overall, the household status is generally poor, owing mostly to their conflict. No one is getting what they need, much less what they want at this point.
My radar has been going apeshit for about 2 months. Today, is contact day. Details below the cut.