I find it ridiculous that I have to tell a bunch of grown ass people to mind their own business...
Mind your own damn business. Christ. I'm trying to me like Jesus here, and you all make it difficult.
If I don't post specific details on this blog, obviously they are person. Unless you are family or a close friend, I really see no reason for you to ask about them.
I'm bipolar, I get seasonal depression, and I'm dealing with postpartum depression - I'm allowed to be a bit sad.
The last post was meant to be a sweet something for my husband. It can't be easy living with someone who cries for no reason, so I like to give him a boost now and again. The last picture in that post was a PostSecret card that he emailed me a year or two back when we were having a hard time. I thought it might make him smile to see it again.
So in short-
Back off.
(totally posted this on my husbands account because I'm too lazy to log out of his and into my own)
Mind your own damn business. Christ. I'm trying to me like Jesus here, and you all make it difficult.
If I don't post specific details on this blog, obviously they are person. Unless you are family or a close friend, I really see no reason for you to ask about them.
I'm bipolar, I get seasonal depression, and I'm dealing with postpartum depression - I'm allowed to be a bit sad.
The last post was meant to be a sweet something for my husband. It can't be easy living with someone who cries for no reason, so I like to give him a boost now and again. The last picture in that post was a PostSecret card that he emailed me a year or two back when we were having a hard time. I thought it might make him smile to see it again.
So in short-
Back off.
(totally posted this on my husbands account because I'm too lazy to log out of his and into my own)
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