3 years ago, my wife of 34 years suffered a massive stroke. 40% of her brain died along with the use of her arm and voice. She was the most caring person I ever met, and even though she lost memories of a lot of things, she still remembered she loved me and her son. I became her care giver, I lost my job, and my son struggled with his ghost of a mom. Things went bad financially due to medical bills an a loss of a salary. but the worst was when her family abducted her and moved 2 states away from us. My son no longer sees his mom. Their hate for me and my son is insane. So we no longer see my wife, and we lost everything when all our accounts were hacked by the family. Attorneys fight, we lose more money and live on barely enough to survive. It has been 8 months now not seeing her and today is the 3rd anniversary of her stroke. My son and I are destroyed. So many bad things happened that if we wrote a book or did a movie, nobody would believe it. It is hell. but it happened, and we mi...
ok so I already posted here about my mint situation, but this has officially escalated quick recap: I planted mint three years ago because it was described as a “perfect beginner plant”. right now it feels like I accidentally introduced a self-managing life form into my yard today my neighbor shows up looking extremely serious, like he already prepared the verdict on my entire gardening career, he silently walks me over to his garden and there it is my mint growing inside his beds in neat clusters like it moved in and registered residency I’m trying not to laugh because it doesn’t even look like it “spread” anymore, it looks like it organized an expansion campaign, he starts listing casualties: his dill is gone, his beetroot looks off, his potatoes are acting suspicious, and I’m standing there realizing this sounds like a frontline report and my mint is basically the main actor in the conflict I say something like “it’s just a bit aggressive” and immediately regret it because “a bit a...