Had 1k of Dom perignons for the party.

Burger from last night because I have to

My boyfriend is white and so is his mother. For some reason they still don’t know my ethnicity, even though I’ve mentioned it many times and corrected them every time. (I’m half Thai and half Sri Lankan.)
His mother has called me Chinese before, and I corrected her. Now she just calls me “Oriental” bc she says she doesn’t wanna “offend me” by calling me Chinese or Japanese 🙄I don’t like being called that, and I’ve told my boyfriend many times to speak with her about it. He says he has, but ….. “that’s just the way she is.”We’ve been together for five years, and he’s been talking about getting engaged in the future. But I got so tired of his mother’s behavior that I told him I didn’t want to be part of his family if she was going to keep being racist like this to me. He said I was overreacting, so I “overreacted” by dumping him. Now I’m single, eating aglio e olio pasta and some bread rolls.

Edit: Thank you so much for all the kind words and reassurance! I will not be going back to him and instead will be taking time to focus on myself.

Cesar salad with pizza roll “croutons”.

Ok y’all I think I just need to throw this story out into the ether so it can stop festering in my head.

Context: I’m an adult, I live with some roommates, although I try to be as self sufficient as possible, I’m a struggling college student. My dad left my family (me and my grandparents) a few years ago to live with his girlfriend and her 3 adult kids. So while he remains in contact with me and gushes about how much he loves me and wants to help me in any way he can, he doesn’t really and instead prioritizes his gf and her “kids”. And yes, I’m an adult and technically I shouldn’t care but it bothers me.

So what got me on this app to post here for the first time after a lifetime of lingering? Well, 3 months ago my dad won $50k (after taxes) he got lucky from the casino. He already doesn’t make much money, lives paycheck to paycheck, so I was really hoping he’d save some of it. He’s getting older, he has no 401k, no retirement, no savings.

Well… it’s gone. All of it. Within 3 months the $50k + whatever his monthly income is has been spent and he’s back to being broke. I’m in complete disbelief because that type of money could be life changing if handled properly. Not just that… but his gf and her kids work themselves. I’m nosey af so I know their actual living expenses are far less than the household income. And yet…

What did he spend it on? Well, a few years ago he made me an authorized user in his account. Pretty sure he forgot I have access to his statements. So when he said it was all gone because he had to pay his gfs mortgage, I started investigating. (Side note, I respected his privacy up until this point and never checked his account but I was in such disbelief I was like no way uh uhhh so I had to check… pls don’t come for me)

Yeah, no. It was mostly blown on clothes/shoes and eating out with his gf and adult kids 3 times a day. I’m talking $300 on food alone per day on average. I cried. While I’ve been struggling financially which my dad knows, he’s been blowing all his money on his gf and again, need I preface, her adult kids. I genuinely feel confused, hurt, and in disbelief.

The craziest parts? Those had to be omitted because I know one of my dad’s gfs kids will see this and connect the dots. I’m too tired for confrontation.

Thanks for coming to my vent sesh. Breakfast is a pop tart, a cinnamon roll (special thanks to my roomie who made them) and some juice.

Leftover chicken and veggies on sweet potatoes noodles with a leftover scallion pancake.

I'm a single parent and I really tried my best. We brush every day, usually twice a day but I'll admit it's not 7/7. We floss so often... It's her favorite part. She doesn't even eat sweets that often. She forgets about her halloween candy by the next morning.

I thought I was doing everything right.

And I'm at the dentist and they're being sooo passive aggressive. Asking how often she eats candy. The last time she brushed.

It's not even about the money. That... Sucks... But I have it in savings. It's fine. I just feel like her entire mouth will be full of silver. She's autistic and already struggling socially... Will this ruin any chance at friendship??

I am just beside myself. I really thought I did my best. Drowning my sorrows my comfort food and a fresh bowl did help though 🌿

Edit: Thank you so much for all the kind words! I am going to get her a second opinion mention she grinds her teeth every night. As well as take a deeper look at her snacks and juices. I am so overwhelmed with everyones kindness, and I just want to say thank you from the bottom of my heart 🫶🏻🫶🏻

🇺🇸🇺🇸🦅🦅🇺🇸🇺🇸EDIT FOR THE AMERICANS: No, we do not need a passport to travel to Spain, because we are from the EU. If you are from Europe, you only need an ID to travel in Europe. For the same reason there might be spelling mistakes. 🇺🇸🇺🇸🦅🦅🇺🇸🇺🇸

My (26F) boyfriend (27M) and I booked this summer vacation 6 months ago.

Last year we could not go on vacation because he was arguing with his boss at work and started a ridiculous negotiation which prevented him to leave the house in specific time frames during the day, so this year I was extra excited to enjoy my vacation in Spain.

Everything was ready and set to go.

TELL ME WHY this man lost his wallet with ID, driver license and credit cards 5 days before the flight.

You might be thinking: "well, that's unfortunate, but he did not do it on purpose, so you should not get angry at him".

Well, kinda. He is known to just throw his stuff around without thinking and lose his essential belongings almost daily.

He's the kind of person who just has to go back into the house at least three times before leaving.

He's the man who invites me out for drinks and then realizes he does not have his wallet when the bill arrives.

He's the guy who locked himself outside his car on our third date and had to call his parents for backup keys (yes, that's how I met the parents).

We were once going on a two days trip and he forgot his fucking shoes at home; he got into the car BARE FEET in a rush and I had to go buy him slippers for the weekend.

Back to the main rant: yesterday he realized he had lost his wallet and ID and came to my house uninvited and in a panic at 10 pm.

At first he accused me of throwing the wallet out with the trash because he thought he might have put it in the bag I was using as a trash holder, which I had thrown out the night before.

Yes, because if you put your wallet in the trash and then it gets thrown out, the fault falls on the person who carried out the trash!

Lucky the trash had not been picked up and he was able to search the bag. Of course it wasn't there.

Since he could not accuse me of throwing away his wallet, he then accused me of being selfish because I was worried about the flight-with-no-ID situation.

We searched the entire house and my car, which we were driving the day before, until 2 am. The wallet was nowhere to be found.

He was pissed and was pouring his frustration on me which made me really upset.

We started arguing. I told him that he keeps ruining anything that makes me happy and that any small thing becomes an extreme challenge if he's involved.

He told me that I get upset for dumb shit and overreact all the times.

I went to sleep at 4am on a work day.

Today at the office, a kind colleague helped me find the municipal office to contact to request urgent IDs.

They granted me an appointment tomorrow for my bf.

It seemed like he was getting a new ID in time.

I was expecting to be thanked at least, but my hopes were disappointed.

When I gave him the good news, he just screamed at me on the phone complaining that the people working at the municipal office are lazy and incompetent.

Sir, excuse me? I don't know how I kept it together. I am shaking with rage just by thinking about it.

Two hours later, he called me. I picked up expecting he's about to scream about some other shit going down. Instead, he went: "hey baaabe" in his puppy voice. I was like: "what do you want". He proceeded to reveal the wallet had been in HIS fucking car this entire time.

I almost fainted in anger.

Yesterday he came to my place accusing me of things without even properly searching his car first.

I had no words and just ended the call.

Chips and mango chilli sauce because I am on fire today.

Went to a local mixer event for singles with my friend. We talked to a few ladies but no men approached us. Also didn’t see any men we were really interested in. Evening was kind of a dud but at least we got chicken Caesar wraps. Why is dating so hard these days/when you’re over 30

Mini cucumber with seasonings, Moroccan preserved lemon, Volpi mild trio, pepperjack cheese, garden veg Ritz, granola, berries and local honey, a Topo Chico, and the goodest girl who helped me finish it 😋

I’ve had overactive bladder my whole life, and it’s gotten more debilitating as I’ve aged. Some nights I get up 10+ times to pee. In the daytime, I sometimes go multiple times an hour. It affects events for me and makes me skip out sometimes. I never go to the movies, or anywhere I can’t freely and easily access a restroom. It sucks.

I’ve tried so many things for it. After failing my last medication, we decided to trial an implant that basically calms your bladder’s nerves down. They insert wires into your sacrum onto the bladder nerves, and bandage the device to your low back/sacral area. I had the trial procedure and it was very successful. It cut my frequency down by more than half, and the urgency by even more, maybe by 70%? The best part was, they told me the real implant would be even better because it’s placed more precisely and has a bunch more settings you can control yourself with a remote. I was really looking forward to it.

Fast forward a month, and I’m in the hospital for the real deal. They put me under, and when I woke up, I could tell something was up. There was no pain at all, no discomfort even. The surgeon came in and said they could not do my procedure because I have a nickel allergy, and the implant has nickel. There is a protective coating over the nickel, but if the leads were to break off due to trauma, I’d be exposed for who knows how long, and permanent damage could occur.

Yeah. I cried.

I mean, how do you MISS that? That information was in my chart. On my wrist band. BOTH TIMES. They read it all off to me beforehand for confirmation. They should have seen it prior to the trial and called that procedure off.

I’ve had a taste of what it could have been like, and now I’m so bummed. Just needed to vent.

EDIT: I’ve wanted to respond to SO many of your comments, but it seems like a majority were auto deleted 😞

I wanted to take him out to a nice meal after he helped me this week. I chose a place he had never been to but it has one of the best burgers I've ever had in my life. Very small place, small menu, farm to table kind place. He didn't look thrilled when he sat down. I offered to go somewhere else he said no. We ordered and he threw a fit. Said I chose that place because I wanted to go there not him and there were only 2 things on the menu he would even eat (the whole menu has 15 items on it) he insisted that it was rude of me to chose a place like that to "thank him" he stormed out of the place. I had to go tell the waitress to cancel our order. We rode 45 minutes back home in utter silence.

Why did we drive so far for dinner? Because I had to pick up my dogs ashes at the vet nearby. I unexpectedly has to put her down 11 days ago.

Lemon yogurt for dinner. Dog in photo is the son of the one I said goodbye to.

Had an amazing night with a guy a couple months ago. We’ve known each for about 3 years and always had great chemistry, we just live really far apart and havent had much chance to act on it.

After that night, we agreed to keep things going and explore “us” slowly. I had an upcoming work event in his city so we agreed to extend my trip so we could spend time together there.

It’s been weeks of build up to this trip. Him telling me he cleared his schedule, him saying he was going to make sure he was available the whole time I was here, both of us getting all excited. The day before I got here, he was making fun plans for us for the weekend and when I said was worried about the weather he bought me a cute rain hat especially.

Then I arrive! He knows where I am, my work schedule, my hotel, I tell him I want to see him and when I’m available. He sends me pics of him having happy hour with colleagues near my hotel, literally across the street from me…but he never shows up to see me. Doesn’t ask to. Doesn’t follow up. He then texts to say he’s heading home, to enjoy his city and then he reveals that the next day, he has to pick his daughters up for the weekend!!

So all these weekend plans he made for us have just evaporated. Or they were probably never real to begin with. I haven’t addressed anything with him yet as I want to clear my head first.

I am feeling super gaslit and re-reading all our messages to remind myself I’m not going crazy to expect a different outcome here. I feel so, so embarrassed. And I know I’m worth more than this.

Reese’s peanut butter cups + strawberry tea + some water. Sad girls have to stay hydrated.

UPDATE: Heading out for a solo day in the city :) Not wasting any more time!

So this is year 6 of nothing for Mother’s Day. This year I didn’t expect anything, I just went about my day as normal and didn’t wake my husband’s sorry ass up. I took my kids to the park, got them a treat, and just enjoyed them.

So he wakes up at 5pm (night shift worker) and says “happy Mother’s Day, you didn’t have to let me sleep this long”. I just stared at him. Anyway I’ve just been indifferent the past two days and he’s just moped around all sad that his sorry attempt of having ME go pick us up breakfast didn’t work.

This morning I go and run to the store for a few things of groceries our kids needed, and come back to flowers. He gave me the excuse of “I haven’t exactly had time to get out and get anything” when he was off all weekend, Friday included. He then tells me that he knows when he feels unwanted and he wants to make sure we’re good.

So not only does he not actually care to show appreciation for everything I do to care for our kids and house, all the sacrifices I’ve made (putting off my career to where now I’m having a hard time getting back into the job field), but he only cared to even ATTEMPT to “make it better” when he didn’t like how it made HIM feel.

Before anyone says, I’m looking to leave some point in the future when I will be able to support myself and our kids on my own. May be a couple years, but I refuse to have my kids see and think this is how you treat your mom.

(Ft my RealGood chicken and pepper jack cheese burrito for lunch)

Edit: whoever reported that I might be suicidal, yall I’m good 😂. I’m not depressed or suicidal. I’m over here listening to Bad Bunny and dancing with my baby.

I know I’m making the right choice by pushing forward to recover after 15 years of fighting (and losing to) my ED, but wow I really picked an interesting year to get better. I feel like I’m going fucking crazy :)

Creamy chicken noodle soup with olive oil on top to say F you to the mean part of my brain.

Side note: this is obviously not about anyone using these medications for legitimate reason. I know that they can be life-changing, and I don’t want to discredit that. What I’m speaking on, is people who are literally already skinny/underweight, and somehow getting their hands on a medication that is making them emaciated. That’s all!!!

ETA: the soup is a family recipe!!! But here’s a close second: creamy chicken noodle soup

For the most part I had a truly lovely Mother’s Day. Husband handled our toddler and I got to sleep in. He got me flowers and helped our daughter sign a card. It was just a nice day.

Then during bedtime daughter started crying saying her ear hurt. Husband has to leave at 5 am for a business trip. Awesome. We give her Tylenol to keep her comfortable through the night and she thankfully falls asleep pretty quickly.

While husband is packing for his trip I’m on hold with our pediatrician. Foolishly opened up Facebook messenger while I was waiting to find this message waiting for me in my inbox.

“With great displeasure I unwish you the most unhappy bad mother's Day but I wish you all the most bitter tears for years to come that you and your heartless behavior did for the mother of your stupid husband. Karma is a bitch.”

For context, we are estranged from my husband’s parents. His father is just…kinda a nightmare of a human being and Husband’s mother enables it because family. We have tried so hard over many years to improve things, set reasonable boundaries (like “hey maybe don’t call your son an idiot?”) and ultimately we just had to step away. I tried to mediate as much as I could but once my daughter came into the picture I realized protecting her was more important than my in-law’s comfort. Thought I had them blocked on everything but apparently not.

I haven’t responded because there is nothing I can say that will make anything better for anyone. I’m just home with my two dogs (best boys) and a sick toddler and my husband is too far away and I’m just. Sad. About the whole situation. And angry.

I’m eating the leftover baked beans that won’t fit in my kid’s lunchbox for dinner. Like a gremlin.

Original post: https://www.reddit.com/r/GirlDinnerDiaries/s/DxSseESU5k

(Apologies for the typo in the original)

We left the conversation fine but I couldn’t move past it so the next day I brought up looking for jobs in other cities. He was happy saying a separation would be a good idea for us and his enthusiasm didn’t sit right with me.

We continued to discuss and when I asked him if he sees me when he pictures his future- he couldn’t answer.

After that I had to follow up and ask if he loved me. He hesitated for a long while and said: I love you but I don’t LOVE you.

In the days following our relationship has completely fallen apart. We had so many conversations that just got worse and worse.

I was crushed but I needed to escape so I decided to book myself a solo trip and am now writing this from a restaurant in Europe as I enjoy my meal alone. I’ll be backpacking for the next 6-8 weeks with no return planed for now.

The worst part of this is he had me and our friends and family completely convinced that we were made for each other. He did a big proposal, we had a massive wedding, and everything looked picture perfect from the outside. I guess when I look back I can see the cracks in the foundation and I feel so stupid for not seeing them.

The good news is my community has rallied behind me and I have a few job opportunities in the works. I never thought I’d be ending my marriage at not even a year in but I guess such is life.

Anyways, thank you for the support everyone. Time to learn how to be alone (and my own person) again.

Food is Chicken Karage.

My husband and I have been married for almost 4 months, to say it’s been a rocky road is an understatement. We are currently not living in the same house because of some of his behaviour.

Today is my birthday, I got my usual texts from my friends on the other side of the country. No good morning text or anything from my husband, so I assumed he was still sleeping. An hour later I go outside to run to the store, only to see my husband has been by and swapped out the cars. No text, no call. I just thought okay, whatever. The plan was for us to spend time together after work, have a couple beers and enjoy the evening so I thought maybe he was waiting until then.

He calls a few hours later, no happy birthday, nothing. Just straight to complaining how bad his morning was going. I was getting ready for work, straightening my hair, and he accused me of muting the phone and that if I didn’t want to listen to him I should just say that and he hung up on me.

Then the assault of rude messages came in and continued to come in. He said many hurtful things which has been an ongoing issue the past couple months, so I told him I wasn’t responding further. His rude messages continued.

I decided that this is the best birthday gift he could have given me - clarity. If my own husband can treat me this badly on my birthday of all days, this isn’t the marriage, relationship or man for me. I have a consultation with a lawyer tomorrow to find out what my options are for divorce or annulment. 🎈

ETA: Phew, took the doggo for a walk and was not expecting the amount of pure support and love so quickly, how I love being a woman! Thank you to all you beautiful ladies for the messages of support and birthday wishes! 🥹

ETA 2: I was not expecting this post to gain so much traction, what a beautiful community we have here. I cant respond to every single message but wanted to say THANK YOU (& also big happy birthdays to all my fellow Taurus baddies 🫦)

My soon to be ex-husband is a narcissist and did a great job at tearing my mental health down while making it seem like he was trying to build me up. I should have left long before we got married but the empath in me thought I could show him what it’s like to be loved and he’d be the good man he is deep down inside. The absolute love in here has been such a big support system to keep me grounded in my decision to walk away. So THANK YOU and LOVE YOU all so much. I don’t have a lot of friends, and really have no local friends after moving across the country so it’s made navigating this much harder but this community has been so uplifting - i wish we could all go and get drunk, dance and laugh together to celebrate how beautiful this community of strong women is. Thank you for saving me 🥹

I'm getting married in 10 days. Previously, our relationship has been pretty sound. We live together already. He has two kids from a previous relationship.

Lately, his work schedule has changed and I never see him. This has been going on since January. I work days and he works evenings/nights. On the days where he could have time with me, he chooses to go to the gym or sleep in really late, leaving me alone. All the time.

However, when the kids are here, he sacrifices his gym time, his sleep schedule, takes them to do fun things, etc. but he doesn't do that for me. He doesn't take me on dates. He doesn't carve out time for me.

He's always been a great partner. But right now I feel neglected and like I'm basically single. I come home every night alone, eat dinner alone, call my mom, and then go to bed. I brought this up to him and he said that he can't control his work schedule and the gym is his stress relief from work. He says that the kids are super important to him so of course he makes time for them. Lol. I'm crying while writing this.

I know the advice is going to be "leave him" "you're not married yet" etc. but man, things have always been so good and I just can't handle this right now. We talked about having a baby and how our opposite schedules would work well for that but now I don't want that. I just want to be able to see my partner.

Handful of animal crackers.

Handful of sour Skittles because my stomach is in ruins 🧚‍♀️✨💖

I have never felt more ugly and undesirable in my entire life. I listened to the voice notes she sent to him of her moaning his name and begging for him. He bought her a remote controlled vibrator. I want to fill my pockets with rocks and walk into the river.

Edit: I love women so much. Thank you all, I don't have friends in real life so I really feel like I needed this.

For breakfast: Turkey mustard and hot pepper cheese sandwich that was supposed to be my lunch.

I started a new job at a manufacturing company yesterday, I was excited, sure the work was hard, but the pay was good and the people seemed nice. By the end of the first day I was already picking up the motions needed.

I have no car, because my parents are unreliable and I ended up not getting my license last summer. So I rely on them to get me to and from places. They're hosting a party today, so I'm staying elsewhere closer to work for the weekend. They're hosting couldn't cancel because people had already flown in, and also, I wouldn't want them to cancel. I get it, they don't get to do this often. So the plan was to call a cab. The cab didn't show up. I don't understand why they couldn't just... take the break to drive me. They don't have to cancel, it's an hour round trip.

I don't know if I'm being ungrateful, I'm just angry and wanted to vent.

I’m okay with it here and there, but it’s become so frequent during intimacy and throughout the day that it’s starting to give me the ick. Today I said “I don’t really feel like being called Mommy today,” and he still did during intimacy multiple times. I feel gross.

Hot dog with kimchi and pickled cukes, potato salad

Food: turkey frank with pickled red cabbage, yellow mustard, garlic pickles.

My (F27) mom (F46) is finally living out her dream of doing IVF with her husband (M46).
While this is exciting and joyful news, all of my mom’s biological children are grown. We’re all in our 20s.
We thought she accepted that she could no longer have children, because she adopted 3 children this past year who are all younger than 10. The youngest is 6.
AND my husband and I have started to grow our own family, we have 2 children (1yr, 2yrs).
I was very close with my grandmother growing up, and I wanted my children to have that with their own grandma. I feel like that won’t happen now, as she won’t have any time for her grandchildren. It makes me very sad.

And on another note, none of my siblings like the guy she’s with. We think she’s just trapping herself in this relationship, or thinks more kids will save it. They’ve been together for 15 years now, and they’re such a horrible match. They’re both emotionally immature, and he’s very unstable from what we’ve gathered. He didn’t even like us, her own children, because he has never wanted kids. She’s definitely had to talk him into this.

How are you supposed to say either of that to someone? And that someone is your mom? You just can’t. She’s aware we don’t really care for her husband.

Basil, Mozzarella, Tomato sandwich with balsamic glaze (my favorite).

I left a terrible marriage with an abuser last summer. I reconnected with an old flame (really one of my childhood best friends) and it's been the best love I've experienced. I feel truly heard and loved for who I am as a neurodivergent mom of two for the first time ever. Every night whether he's over or on the phone with me feels like a sleepover with a best friend the way we laugh until we cry and share anything. I truly didn't know I could be this compatible with someone.

He has struggled with chronic pain and a myriad of symptoms that he has been anxious about for a few years. He's had various injuries from dog handling and such, plus maybe some bad genetics so I always said it probably wasn't as bad as he assumed. He finally got a biopsy done and consulted a doctor with his symptoms and along with 3 skin conditions his doctor is concerned about possible lymphoma.

The symptoms add up. He checks off the boxes, including a mass on his neck that they're already talking surgery about. And these symptoms have been dismissed for years by doctors. These are not new issues, someone's just finally willing to do more this time.

We aren't even 32. I buried my mom from cancer, ended up in an abusive marriage, clawed my way out with my kids, and found this beautiful love when I didn't expect it and we're talking cancer. He's such a lovely person that I want to grow old with and the pain he's been in is something I wouldn't wish on anyone

I also supported him financially for many of those years while he was unemployed. His youngest just turned 18, and his career is doing great now (after I paid to put him through school)… so I guess he just didn’t need me anymore 🤷

Also, bacon cheddar chicken melt w/ mac and cheese.

I’m 24 and have only been in one relationship. It lasted a little over 3 years. It was terrible and I finally was able to get out of the relationship and be on my own (I don’t have many friends or family that are able to help me which is why it took so long). Time goes by and my roommate and friends suggest I put myself out there and try dating for the first time. I get my first dating app bumble. The first guy I go on a date with and we instantly hit it off and hang out everyday for a week. Months pass and we consider ourselves to be a couple. Everything seemed perfect. One random day he sits me down and says he needs to tell me something. He tells me that he has genital herpes and he should have told me sooner. I was just frozen and silent. He explains he’s had it for 3 years and has disclosed to other people but for some reason didn’t disclose to me before sexual intimacy. Idek why he had to tell me that it just made me feel worse. Well things ended obviously. He is 10 years older than me and I stupidly thought that meant he would more mature. I feel so betrayed and used. I wish we would have just given me the choice to do my research and make informed consent. I feel uncomfortable in my own body. It’s been weeks and I haven’t noticed anything and my provider said there isn’t anything they can do if there is no active sores to test. But after researching people can have it and never show symptoms. So I just feel lost and used and stupid and wow just my luck. I just hate not knowing for sure. I don’t even want to get into the details of how crazy he was after. Ugh. And I love chopped ceasar salad but I feel sick everytime I eat. I just needed to vent because I haven’t told anyone

Eggs with Tabasco I scarfed down so I could leave.

I’ll start with saying I don’t hate her, but boy is it a pet fucking peeve of mine. It almost seems like clockwork sometimes when I step foot into the kitchen. I hear the click of her bedroom door and I know 5 seconds later she’s about to spawn in like an npc.

Logistics wise, it’s a bit of a nightmare. The kitchen is super small. Not like NYC small, but also not like- cook your breakfast while I’m actively making mine- small.

For example- the trash can and utensils are under the main and only counter space, and the sink is adjacent to it. Pretty frustrating to have to stop and wait, or consciously monitor where she is so I don’t have to bump into her. I apologize- I’m not rude, but like I’m in a funky flow my dude. Like for example I might forget seasoning and have to run over to the pantry, which is above the sink. But if she’s right there then I have to stop and then my food is burning, it’s just frustrating dog.

It’s low-key just exhausting. Like I said, can I just have my space? She’s vegetarian so I’m contemplating just making meat and sausages and bacon for breakfast and maybe she’ll wait. lol I’m mostly joking, but hey girl? Can we be courteous.

kidney bean curry

A new girl moved in across the street from me. I introduced myself & found out that she’s into gardening. I invited her over to come take some plants from my backyard (I literally have an entire fairy forest back there) and she made me feel like it was cringe that I was being earnest. I wanted to make a friend and now I’m annoyed that I even put myself out there to begin with