Conquoring day 1!!! Who's beating this with me?
[QUOTE=mby82266;1163772] I was fine all day while I was alone then my family came home and I was so agitated and angry for some reason.
mby, I understand completely. I'm fine alone, but once my DH is home, I get irritated. He talks and talks, mostly about himself and things I'm not interested in, and I want to blow my top. He's also ultra-sensitive, so I can't say anything without setting him off. I feel trapped more often than not, so I eventually retreat to my woman-cave with my laptop, a book or the radio. Ah, it's so peaceful in here....
I'm sorry to admit that I remind myself of my father. He never did anything with us, would go to bed at 6:30 in the evening and listen to radio, while leaving my poor mother with 4 children. I have a better understanding of him now. I guess we're loners, and prefer our own company. I don't care for much hub-bub in my life. (Is hub-bub a word? That's the word we use in our family for "too much commotion," as my mother would say.)
Hi, everyone else! Guess what? I'm officially 30 days AF. I should be thrilled, or something, but I'm not. That little voice is still in the back of my head and is whispering, "Well, maybe a few chardonnays on vacation." The struggle isn't over, I know.
Nite all.
[QUOTE=mby82266;1163772] I was fine all day while I was alone then my family came home and I was so agitated and angry for some reason.
mby, I understand completely. I'm fine alone, but once my DH is home, I get irritated. He talks and talks, mostly about himself and things I'm not interested in, and I want to blow my top. He's also ultra-sensitive, so I can't say anything without setting him off. I feel trapped more often than not, so I eventually retreat to my woman-cave with my laptop, a book or the radio. Ah, it's so peaceful in here....
I'm sorry to admit that I remind myself of my father. He never did anything with us, would go to bed at 6:30 in the evening and listen to radio, while leaving my poor mother with 4 children. I have a better understanding of him now. I guess we're loners, and prefer our own company. I don't care for much hub-bub in my life. (Is hub-bub a word? That's the word we use in our family for "too much commotion," as my mother would say.)Hi, everyone else! Guess what? I'm officially 30 days AF. I should be thrilled, or something, but I'm not. That little voice is still in the back of my head and is whispering, "Well, maybe a few chardonnays on vacation." The struggle isn't over, I know.
Nite all.
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