The day started out fine. We had breakfast, built Legos, played. Then we went to get The Boy some new shoes.
Big Effin' Mistake.
Because the mall, being the mall, was full of families out for Mother's Day brunch. The parade of MomsandDadsandKids was not lost on Themselves. Nor on me. I felt bad for them; I felt bad for me; I felt bad about feeling bad for me when I should've been focusing on them.
Had to bug-out. Since then, my chest is in a vise. I have to call the Head Shrinker. I think I'm having anxiety attacks or something. Had to sit them down in front of a movie and retreat to my bedroom to cower in a corner. Man, I feel bad.
