hi everyone,
ribbons, where are you off to?
loved the maya angelou stuff.
went out for the day with H yesterday, he screamed at me in the car about something I'd done he didn't agree with. He said it's really serious. I said, what's serious is the way you are speaking to me. He ranted that I never listen to him, and now the dc's (teens) don't listen to him either. What he means of course by "listening" is OBEYING. There was so much I wanted to say to him then, so much truth I wanted to tell him, but as usual, I didn't. As usual there is always something else in the way - in this case meeting some people. So I shut up and hate him even more. Pathetic isn't it?
The rest of the day was a truce, but in the old days, I would have reverted to my jolly self, and found solace in passing the bad times, managing him. Now, I just don't care anymore, and I could barely be bothered to speak to him. I just let him chatter on. Trouble is, anger turned in on yourself turns to depression, doesn't it? I have never in my life been depressed. It's just not in my genes. But I feel something very close to it now. Such a sense of being trapped. Good to let it out here.
And all of you lot, though I don't have the energy to comment on your posts, I'm reading every one. Welcome to the newbies and strength to the oldies.
Who's going to start a new thread, - same title with a number 2 on the end?