I lift my legs and do a blanket fold so the foot fetish monster can’t mess with my feet.

I feel the same way, especially shoes. I guess the chart, size guide and even measurements is BS. This is why I dont order clothes online, last order I got the shirts are like big night shirts. Ah, well.

Same, I applied of for food stamps and medicaid after my kid was born. My kid got medicaid, we did not. I got 50$ a month, that’s like half a single grocery trip. I called saying “this must not be right” The lady belittle me saying “do you know how food stamps works?!”

I was telling my ex we need to get out for years, and with a kid I don’t think she’ll budge. The temptation to grab my kid and go is growing, but her job as spa receptionists and “opertunity to grow” is more important.

I’m on the night shift

Zero, I tried getting back with my ex because of the kid and we’re highscool sweet hearts. Not sure how I should put this… Just move on, I won’t waste your time with my story. I learned a very hard lesson I thought I learned from my first serious ex, but this one put black magic fuckery in the mix.

Work on you, do it for however long you need. This is what I’m doing. Getting back into music, art, some video games, animie, walks, trying to work out and eating healthy.

People say I got nothing to worry about, but I guess they’ll realize when shit hits the fan. Some of us know just from the smell of the room. If only they weren’t so blind and ignorant.