I need you to do a whole bunch of things, that you have been telling me you will do for a very long time.
Periodically I have a fucking breakdown and lose my shit on you because shit needs to get done, and then you ask me “what stuff, babe?” And then we schedule a time to talk about it or you listen to me tell you all of the things or I make a list… and then nothing happens. The next day you don’t even remember the argument or the promise that it would be The Next Thing We Do.
I am so so fucking tired of carrying all this shit around in my head for us. I’m so tired of being the ONLY one to remember the shit that has to get done, so so damn tired of trying to remember to remind you to call X on a weekday before 3PM, only remembering on weekends, and then having to spend a literal hour+ begging you to get out of bed and dressed, and HOPE I remember what I needed you to do.
I’m tired of being the only motivating force to do the adult shit in our lives. It’s exhausting. I’m fucking TIRED.
I know this is a horrible time to bring it up. It’s a damn weekend. There’s no one you can call, nothing you can do to fix any of the things Right Now, AND you have a “don’t eat after midnight” order tomorrow night with a Monday appointment.
Shit’s gonna get dropped. It’s not your fault. It’s just going to be stressful and use all our spoons on Monday.
Posted 1/31/2024
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