And you know what? This is going to sound selfish, but all this drama could not have come at a worse time. Maybe it’s just my perception, but whenever I feel like some breakdown is coming on, things around me seem to fall apart and add to it. I wish I could have just a few minutes to decide if I’m losing it or not before something happens that makes me actually lose it.
I feel like crying, I have all day. I feel bad for my son, I feel bad for the words that were exchanged in my house last night. It’s like the universe says “Not sure if you’re having a breakdown? Here, let me help.”
I know this day has been much worse for my son, and I’m glad it’s almost over for him.