I am not good with angst and anger. Earlier this evening dark streaks of anguish threaded their way through the house, and I sat here helpless. Unable to intervene, unable to do anything but breathe and try to slow my heart. I creep out of my room and offer to watch the kids if they need to go talk, but the response is less than hopeful. I end up in the driveway for a small bit to play with Cal who finally wants to go outside after shunning my invitations to do so all day long. He must not feel well in the mornings, and then late in the day, prevening really, when he wants to go out everyone is tired. It's a challenge, as is the recent defiance and rebellion against being a good listener. He is four, after all. Patience. Patience is a virtue.
I've been mostly Bright. I had a bit of a meltdown Monday night. I realize now I should have talked about how I was feeling on my 'not really' anniversary. There are so many unresolved emotions, and I threw a little pity party for myself in the form of left over mac n cheese. It wasn't good. But I am an addict.
Tuesday was a struggle with portions, and Wednesday I fought past every exit on the way to the office and back - never getting off to drive through for a fix; shades of years past, why do they still haunt me. Well, I know why, it's because I made an exception Monday and I am paying for it now. But last night was Bright as was today, so I am, as always, back on track.
I don't want to weigh in Friday - OMG that's tomorrow - but I will.
Today's Food
- b) rice, refried beans, salsa, tapatio, mango
- l) last of the left over pork roast and veggies, apple
- d) last of the left over spaghetti soup and meatballs, parmesan
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