Some days it feels like I have taken two giant steps back. I am talking about my marriage, my family…all the things that are imporatant to me. I hate the day after a fight. I am tired. I feel emotionally drained. I don’t feel well at all. The day of a fight is much worse though. Today is the fight hangover, so to speak.
I am on egg shells, not wanting to start fighting again. I don’t fully feel resolved. I am short tempered with the kids. I feel like I could cry, scream or break something at any given second. It is shit.
Alas, this too shall pass. I know that as the day goes on, I will feel better. I know that tomorrow I won’t feel like this at all. Next week, I won’t even remember what this was all about.









