Copperas Cove

Looking for people to hang out and talk

Hey guys! I am looking for a gym partner! I go to Golds in Cove around 7pm and would love to have someone to go with! I have come a long way and don’t wanna stop now! I’m friendly and love to talk! Let’s meet up and workkkkout!!!

Idk how this app works.. but comment if your in the Killeen area, (obviously outside of it too) but yeah! Hmu 😍🙌🏻

This time last year, my husband and I were homeless. We were scraping by to buy a house, hotel surfing at sketchy places because they were cheap. At one point, we almost ended up living in our car. I was 6 months pregnant. After we finally got the house, I was freaking out that we’d lose it and I’d lose my baby, that he’d be taken away from me. We barely had help and we’re lucky when we could afford a hot meal instead of pb&j. Now, I have a more financially stable job and I’m pregnant again. And I’m terrified again. My son was born a month early, he had horrible jaundice and just kept losing weight. For the first month and a half of his life, we were in and out of the doctor’s office twice a week. We are in a better place financially, but I’m terrified that something will happen, we’ll lose the house and end up in a hotel again or our car. Don’t get me wrong, I’m excited for this baby, but this time of year is really, really tough on me now. I don’t know how to talk to my husband about this and I don’t feel like I can talk to my family (since they’re part of the reason we were in hotels). How do I get over this?

I’m so sorry that I have to inconvenience you so fucking much by asking you to watch OUR son. I’m so sorry that it took me a few minutes to let YOUR dog out while I was taking care of OUR son and doing YOUR half of the house work. I’m so sorry that YOU have to be woke up at 11:30 am from OUR son crying while I was up ALL FUCKING NIGHT with him crying. I’m so sorry that I did the dishes that have been sitting on the counter for TWO WEEEKS that YOU were “about to do.” I’m so sorry I took out the trash that has been sitting in the bin, over flowing ALL WEEK stinking up OUR house. Cause I’m sure you were “about to do that” too. I’m sorry I reorganized the chore chart to be more convenient for YOU. I’m sorry I don’t want to be intimate because I’m so fucking mentally and emotionally exhausted from doing EVERYTHING while you sit on your ass playing video games the SECOND you get home from work and play through the night. I’m so sorry I ask you to be quite while I am working and I’m interrupting your time with the boys. I’m so sorry I ask you not to go out drinking with your friends because then you’ll have the car all night. I’m sorry that I ask you not to throw money at stupid shit because I would like to have food in the house and be able to pay the bills. Oh, and I’m sorry I find bills to be important. I’m sorry that I want to keep a roof over our heads. And I’m sorry that I’m tired of having the SAME FUCKING CONVERSATIONS ABOUT ALL OF THIS!! I’m sorry I blow up on you because you NEVER FUCKING LISTEN!!