ugh...

Jessica Jessica Jessica who the fuck is Jessica. It doesn't really matter who Jessica is at this point. Jessica is unfortunate person who happened to be the recipient of my husband's "admiration" 🤢 and she isn't the problem. So I feel bad for putting my hatred out in the world to this name Jessica because that isn't fair because the person I'm mad at is my husband. My husband who for 27 years has been. My rock is suddenly treating me as I'm nothing. My husband who promised me until death do us part and that there was no dying is now killing my spirit of everything. Love. My husband who can't bother to tell me where the fuck he's getting on a plane to I mean. I know he's going to salt lake City but I don't know how. I don't know when I don't know the hotel he's staying at. I know zip zero zilch and that's apparently what I've known for the past 2 months and it fucking sucks and he's so clueless because I have this blog that he could read and understand exactly what I'm feeling, but he's too dense to even bother to look me up. I'm sure he's researched Jessica and whoever else he's fucking around with thoroughly but he does even know his fucking wife.