I spontaneously combusted

Self-Love is BS

“You need to work on yourself” My husband glared at me from the bottom of the stairs, wiping Cleo’s paws after his morning walk.

I stood at the top of the stairs, outside our bedroom door, fresh from my shower, towel still wrapped around me. He had just told me about an errand he had to do right before a party we had to be at later that evening.

I may or…