Well boys and girls I filed for divorce last week and shit is getting wild. The soon to be ex wife threatened to call my job and inform them I use gear as well as having contemplated suicide previously. I’ve since seen a therapist and have PTSD from my job soooo there’s nothing they will do about that. I politely informed her I still have the photos of when she left handprints on my face the last time things went south. Her job would definitely not appreciate seeing those. I’m getting an apartment today or Saturday. Just have to sell our house. We don’t have kids thankfully so that’s not an issue. I just need to weather this storm.

I’m supposed to be in prep for a show in November but I haven’t had a solid place to live that past week and my eating has been non existent. I might have to delay the show just to get through this divorce. My happiness is worth it. Don’t ever get fucking married. Get big ladies and gentlemen.