OH MY GOD!
Totally amazing.
I am so happy for you.
Boy.
I can't even describe last night.
It started out beautifully.
Things were really working out.
Then, it all goes to hell.
I am tired of fighting.
It's exhausting.
It makes my stomach hurt.
And for what?
For nothing substantial.
You've been an a good friend.
But.
I am tired of crying.
Therefor, I am done.
Done I tell ya.
It's a scary perspective but, it's final.
Be Bad tonight.
No booze tonight.
Things are looking up.