Slain ✧ he/it ✧ adult ✧ taken I left to go fight my demons but I'm back now. No DNI, I'll block you if I feel the need.

The weirdest part about talking to people is that I don't. I want to have friends, but I'm exceptionally bad at being entertaining or fun to talk to. Which some people might not mind, but another part of me is always doing the interacting for us anyway. Even with our husband. She's very good at it and I'm glad she's here, but sometimes I really feel like shit about it. I feel like the little devil on her shoulder every time we're at all social lol

They're making Eric work a double shift today. It isn't right. Give my husband back or this time I'm really gonna do it

Sad but kinda funny thing about being from a family who lost a parent early on in our lives to a freak accident is my sister's partner and my husband joking about how we are constantly like Where are you 👁👁 its been 20 minutes no reply did you die are you dead oh my god