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I need a job first. I'm starting to think that...for some reason...American's aren't well liked, and it may be hindering me.
it's never taken me this long before.
but, yeah...we need out. this is not what I signed up for.
and...she won't eat biscuits. she makes a face of disgust and tells me that I "should stop trying to rehash American food and just learn to eat what's available" (ie: stop liking what I don't like).
it's madness. she was never like this before. I think that I'm dealing with pre-Alzheimer's dementia, and that the universe is trying to teach me the meaning of true compassion. I feel for my wife the most. she takes the brunt of it.
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