This house is so full of anger you can feel in your very core. Last night we got a call that the kids were stopping by. I was already in bed and had taken my nights medication. I said, please don’t wake me up. My husband was not happy because I had been trying to go see them for weeks and he always said no. He is very angry and said I don’t love the boys.
Everything is running completely out of control and I am not the one who can or will fix any of it.
Bro came down and I asked him a question and he yelled at me “I have no idea.” I should go make him breakfast so he is ready to go to the doctor when it is time. I feel like he would just threw it in my face. The right thing to do is simply make the breakfast leave it on his table and come downstairs, lock the door and try to go to work.
Today I am not okay.