After a horrible day, the likes of which I hope to never meet again, we are out of my dad’s house. I still have to go back and deal with some things as well as get the camper, but we are safe at my mom’s now. I am so exhausted inside and out.
This is all I can write without starting to cry.
I’m glad you’re out. I’m so sorry it was so traumatic. Here’s to making moves forward good things.
That doesn’t sound good, Jenn. I hope you’re okay.
That sounds terrible. I’m glad your safe and so sorry for whatever it is you are dealing with =(
Thinking of you friend. Stay safe.