Need some support from the nostr community. Wife sent me a really shitty text yesterday.
Rather than verbal confirmation @Oscar Liss was over his bout of diarrhea, I received photographic "proof of work."
This is the kind of dog shit message I never expected to encounter from the woman with whom I've chosen to spend my life.
Please advise. And send sats. Many sats are needed to process this trauma.
(Out of good taste, I will not re-post what she sent here.)
