My heart aches as I type. I’m so tempted to stop trying. Where do I actually belong?

I’m just someone to fill in the gaps. One social media story was enough to trigger all these feelings. I do not belong anywhere. Even my husband became defensive when I asked him about what I was owed by his company. He is defending his colleagues instead of looking from his wife’s perspective.

Luckily I didn’t force it in which may have led to migration to the neck area-> neck abscess -> GA removal

I was really going to observe and decide what I should do cm… I felt embarrassed and guilty for disrupting other people’s schedule, including my husband’s. But oh well, shit happens. Actually the bone was visible and easy to remove.

My husband told his brother aka my BIL who’s an ENT surgeon. We went to his hospital to get the bone removed. He’s not even on call this week. It was 9pm…. Within 5 seconds the bone was removed with a crocodile forcep.

My husband brought me to see my BIL who’s an ENT surgeon to get the fish bone removed with a crocodile forceps. Btw he’s not even on call this week

But having gone through med school and with ENT surgeons telling me it’s a bad idea, I did not give in to my intrusive thought: swallowing rice… guess what happened ?