So, here I am.

My thoughts, in no particular order:

-I don’t want this.

-Butch felt right.

-I’m a lesbian.

-I don’t believe in soul mates.

-Dude is my soul mate.

-I don’t believe in soul mates.

-I want to leave.

-I never want us to be apart. Not even for a minute. Not even while I write this.

-I’m mean.

-I’m not supposed to be mean.

-I’m not mean. I’m a lesbian.

-Can’t I have a wife for ONE anniversary?

-Couldn’t this have happened before we got married?

-I’m selfish.

-I’ve always been selfish.

-I hate this blog.

-I hate reddit

-I’m not mean.

-I don’t think I can stomach the changes.

-I feel like I’m being worn down. (Please don’t wear a packer. Ok, I guess it’s not bad. No, I’ll never blow you. Ok, I guess that wasn’t terrible. Why would our kids call you ‘dad’? Ok, I guess it’s funny. Why are you talking like that? Never mind, I know. Chip. Chip. Chip. Chip.)

-I hate this.

-I’m trying.

-I love you.

-I love you.

-I love you.