The love of my life, my best friend, my furry baby…is gone. Worst day of my life thus far. Don’t want to talk about it, too hard. I’m a mess. Some other time perhaps.
In other news, N has been shittalking me really badly apparently. So now at least I know who I’m dealing with, 100% sure. Don’t have to try anymore, I’m officially done.
Need to talk to mom about possibly renting a car and driving my stuff down there, some time after my presentation but before I leave. I don’t trust him with my things anymore. I don’t trust him with anything anymore.
3 more weeks and I’m out. For good. Thank fuck for that.