As I write this, my husband left me on Monday. I don’t know why. I just know he said he’d rather slit his wrists rather than give me or my children any money. I’ve never been so scared in my life. It amazes me how things can just change overnight.

Things can be one way one day and completely different the next. One minute I keep hoping he’ll show up at the door and I can hold him and not let go, the next I just want to kick him in the ass! Kick every deacon of every church who said they’d help and call me back can go to hell. Did I stutter? Did I make that clear? They can go to fucking hell! Is that eloquent enough? No. I’m so scared. How can a man do that? The reason the alpha male is dying is because they’re a completely useless breed.

There are good people in this world. I know three. Mike, Denise, and Ursula. (Editor’s note: Mike is Fluxxdog aka Fluxxy. I’m helping her out by typing this because she’s quite distraught. Keep your fingers crossed, folks. Let’s hope for the best.)