Well, I've figured out that I am not prone to panic attacks, because if I were, I would have had one today. Then again, the day is not over. I am going to pick up my H at the airport later, and I am having lots of emotions I need to sort through.
I really, really love the alone time. With my H coming home, it means more tension, chaos and relationship work. I'm thinking about some old movie I once saw about an aging actress who was living in solitude, watching films of herself when she was young. Lil probably knows the name of the movie. That's not the alone time I mean. I need a chance to regroup and get back to myself, the kind of stuff Lil and the 2 K's were talking about. Anyway, this phrase occurred to me...radical honesty! I will tell my H that I really like the alone time, it helps me to think and grow, and if we could figure out a way for me to have more of this! Maybe he likes getting away more too. We can have a conversation about it...pretty radical stuff,lol. I guess for us, it is.
So I'm feeling better...less like my back us against a wall. And I am beginning to have a little desire to snuggle against his warm body tonite.
