Hah, that was me. People would find out and feel sorry for me but I was like nah, it’s actually been amazing and we’re both so much happier being divorced.

I was very sad of course, but we still lived together for a month before they finally found a place to live, and we were really getting at each other’s throats by the end. But my God, the moment they left and I knew I finally had the place to myself, it was the happiest I’ve ever been. I was on cloud 9 for like 3 months, just pure fucking joy the likes I’ve never experienced since. I think it was just finally being free and knowing I could properly move on with my life. I cleaned the whole apartment like a crazy person, bought new furniture, bought a new PC. It was like having a new lease on life. 10/10 would recommend getting a divorce when your marriage isn’t working anymore and you both tried your best.

Army Edition

For real. That moment in that movie is basically telling you that you cannot save your best friend from crippling sadness and depression. The horse and the boy love each other but it doesn’t matter in the end.

I was allowed to watch that movie waaay too young, and I know it’s the same for others my age, but I was pissed when I learned that one of my friends let her 5 year old watch it because she’d seen it when she was 5, and apparently forgot or didn’t care that the horse dies?? Like how can you forget that?? And then the 5 year old heard us talking about the movie and the FIRST thing she says is “Remember the horse?” in this sad little voice. Way to traumatize your kid.

My maternal grandmother lived to be 96. My paternal grandmother is still alive and will be 100 this year. Her mother, my great grandmother, lived to be 102. Both my parents are still alive and in decent health in their mid 70s. Baring any severe accidents, I feel like I’m going to live into my late 90s, which I’m not thrilled about. My soon to be 100 grandma has been ready to die for a decade. Her husband died in 1992. All her friends are dead. One of her children is dead. Some of the children of her friends are already dead. She is very healthy and lives comfortably with my aunt and uncle, but she’s lonely just the same, and I feel bad for her. Nothing much makes her happy anymore. I know people wish for a long, healthy life, but the idea of outliving everyone you love seems miserable.