One would think so.
How are You doing ?
Every day is a fresh hell full of unpaid bill revelations.
Electric, property taxes, DIRECTV, car and motorcycle tags and insurance.
Charge cards.
He finally has broken me.
After decades of not having them, the panic attacks are back.
I’d forgotten how terrible they are.
Still waiting for that $50 death certificate to someday get here because without that, I can do nothing to change anything.
I’m hanging on for the sake of my dogs.