nirbhao

mistakes were made, feelings were hurt, and neither party is innocent.

my uterus is sad. my belly is sad. my body is tired and pissed off.

I saw my gynecologist today (impromptu) and have a pelvic ultrasound tomorrow. thursday, I have an endoscopy. oh, and friday, I'm following up with my neurologist. I am the queen of appointments this week.

this customer I had set up long term payment arrangements with (and who had been keeping those arrangements) had her vehicle repossessed on saturday. I am pissed. I am convinced we will never get another dime from her. fucking assholes don't take me seriously and it's going to bite them in the ass.

I had written a letter to a man that I had a six year non-relationship with (he is also the father of my non-daughter), and I carried it around with me for about ten days because I was too much of a coward to mail it. today I dropped it out of my car window while I was driving down the expressway. stamp and all.

because everything written on it was a lie.