Too Much for My Fragile Brain

First of all, I have to say I am absolutely thrilled that I have my contacts again. I love my peripheral vision, and the fact that I can once again cradle my face with my hands so they absorb all of the oil from my combination-skin forehead. Woo! Now for the trauma. My mom comes home in a ranty mood which isn’t unusal since she’s going through menopause. She tells me that she broke up with her boyfriend of 10 years. On and on she ranted. He doesn’t do that; he does this and it pisses me the hell off. Then she decides to end her rant by saying, “and the sex was horrible.” Thanks to that comment, I will be spending thousands upon thousands of dollars in therapy. I can’t even find the words to describe what I’m feeling right now.