Jack walks in, clearly in a great mood.I wish I could say the same. Mandi has been avoiding me since my epic fuck up two days ago. The anxiety that consumed me when I thought my biggest problem was losing our sex tape pales in comparison to my current state of anxiety. It’s as if her news has rendered me a dumb fucking mute. I’ve clammed up, unable to comfort her, or dig myself out of my hole. I wasn’t prepared for what she laid on me. We talked about discussing the topic of children once we got home. Apparently there was a misunderstanding. I thought we would discuss. She thought we would commence. With the new insecurities I’ve recently adopted, I thought I had time to work through my shit. I thought I had time to talk her into possibly postponing our original plans, just until I worked out my shit.Her being pregnant at this exact moment in our marriage is like a big ass karma God pointing down at me and laughing his ass off. That same God is also talking about me at the water cooler with his other karma God buddies.Fuck.I’m behaving like an idiot.
