Not a Great Day

“I am so angry now. I’m seething. My┬ámouth is taut, teeth grinding. My fists are clenched. My 18 month old is screaming. Mostly because I don’t have it in me to show her affection right now. I’m not proud of this, but it’s the truth.” That is all the more I wrote during the 2.5Continue reading “Not a Great Day”