Argh! I actually had a few good days in a row where I was not thinking about The Asshole and The Whore (their new names in my cell phone). Then this morning the alarm went off, I closed my eyes for a second, and woke up an hour later from a very realistic and annoying/frustrating/upsetting dream about The Asshole. So not only did I have to rush like crazy to get all the kids to their schools on time, but I had to do it while feeling all emotional from this stupid dream.
And, to top it off, Say Something was the song playing when I got into the car. Argh!
Its bad enough that there are triggers every where in this stupid small town, can't I even have my dreams?