I feel like my stress level has gone from a 2 to 1000 in the last month….I am at my fucking breaking point. I feel bad because I know I take it out on my fiancé sometimes. I dont mean to it just happens. It’s like I just get in these moods and nothing can make me feel better. Even the cuteness that is my dogs face.
I just look down at my ring and remember that I get to spend the rest of my life with the most amazing person I’ve ever met. I know he’ll always be there for me.
I just can’t wait until we move and get away from the black hole that is DC and Maryland.