Utter. Exhaustion.

I can do this, though. I so can.

And due to several reasons, it might be best that I'm not too much at home right now.

We had a terrible fight this morning. Oddly enough, it started with money, but it suddenly turns out I never pay attention to him anymore, that I do not care about him anymore, and that I spend all my time talking to my friends.

It was 6 o'clock in the morning, I couldn't argue too much. I just stared at him in complete disbelief. This man doesn't know me at all. Either that, or I have all the communication skills of a mousepad.

How can he not see it, if I spent more than a year trying to fix it? And, of course, now that I don't care nearly as much, he gets upset.

Can you say life's unfair. And fucking funny in a twisted way.

I will never, ever, get this worked up ever again. There's no use. You'll spend years trying to make things work, and when you stop, everything will turn out to be your fault.

And you'll get yelled at in the mornings, and a man will throw money at you, and you'll feel terrible.