We were supposed to celebrate our 30th anniversary today.
Wife got home and said "by the way, I will go oveseas without you in October"
We've been planning to travel and ONCE AGAIN my health got in the way. She has legal things to do. I can't walk around so I have to stay home.
Happy fucking aniversary.
Did she think I'd feel like celebrating after that? Couldn't she wait for another day?
Is it going to be forever to get a fucking MRI? Then what, another joint gives problems?
I HATE MY BODY.
I'm not celebrating today. I wanted it to be nice but no.