My work life although crazy I still love, my church and my friends there are the light of my life. I love my dogs, my elderly pug is having some problems but it is what it is, my other dog is perfection and pure badness. My beloved aunt didn’t need any oncology treatment after a bowel resection for cancer and is back to her normal self and turns 87 soon and is totally independent and still leads backstage tours at the local theater. Those are the good things.

Bad:

1. I’m grateful I have my second job for the income and the flexibility and work from home, but I’m also so, so tired of having to work two jobs. It’s been 20 years. While my asshole SO watches hockey for three hours a night.
2. I don’t have any money, and I don’t know how I’ll ever retire.
3. My SO is a malignant narcissist and sociopath, and the only reason we’re still living together is because of money, because he’s fucked my finances so totally. He spends all his time trying to think of ways to torment me, to the pettiest degree. Last weekend he called me a deceptive little cunt and insisted I’m withholding money from my day job paycheck. I absolutely am not and it’s just the way my benefits and union dues come off, one pay is about 150 less than the other. He only communicates with me when he has to, and he’s psychotic about everything and almost hit me for changing the temperature setting in our car. I have no money to leave and it’s so bad, I don’t know how I can continue. I have nowhere to go.