Some pretty terrible stuff happened yesterday. On all days, terrible stuff on Father's Day you know? I was already a hot mess, just on principle, why did he(exloverexfriendexjunkie) have to throw extra stuff my way?? Today I am having a killer emotional hangover. Being totally honest, Im numb. I can't force myself to feel a single thing. But all day I've been moping, attention seeking, passive aggressive acting, and obviously drinking.... I've told the sequence of events of Sunday night over and over again. Each time a little differently, or course, depending on who I'm talking to. I want them to feel sorry for me. I want them to say "you don't deserve that and he is fucking scum." I want them to wonder how I put up with it for so long. Yet I'm indifferent. What the fuck is that