I miss her and my old life so bad right now. Not the angry she beast she became, but the loving caring partner she was before all that. Been having dreams all week that involve her and I’m just so tired from waking in panic that I ruined everything. My damned mind keeps playing those “it’s all my fault” tricks on me and it sucks. I can’t wait to get to that point where I’m over her and happy to be divorced but right now I’d rather be back in the old money pit of a house we owned, putting up with her angry bullshit.