I should be happy right? I have a gorgeous 53 Ford, my beauty 97 Ranger, don't have to work, a huge house, and a rekindling romance. I should be happy? But I'm not. I lost my best friends. And somehow, my most vile ex still makes my blood pressure go so high, blood spews out of my ears and my eyes bleed. I am so tired of this "My life is
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