the fact that my husband went on a float trip without me fu*king sucks. My depression kicked back in, my anxiety is way up and to top it off I'm sick to my stomach about it. I have no friends other than my daughter husband and myself. I have no life. I hate float trips because slutty girls show off those boobs depending on where you go. All I wanna do is take zzzquil and sleep all weekend. that's how bad it is for me.im always at home while he has people he can see. Just done with it all.