So, let’s see if I remember how to do this.
Joey gave you guys the play-by-play of the last week in the Rhode household. Yeah, pretty f’d up. When do we get a break? What’re we supposed to get out of this shit? Strength…after we’re broken? We understand the whole “It’s not how you fall, but how you get back up that defines you” bit, but damn.
Honestly, when my ‘puter inexplicably went to shit, I started doubting myself. I felt like a sham. Am I really helping people, or just blowing shit and sunshine up you guys’ asses? And all Joey’s shit, I’m the one who got her onto Tripple C to help her. That’s been a cluster. I’m supposed to be her husband, her rock, not adding to her shit.
I hate questioning myself.
I’m not asking for anyone to blow sunshine up my ass.
I just want to do what’s right.
Be good to each other.