Well, whatever I am doing is NOT working. I f'ed up again. I'm so tired of doing this to myself and to him. Again, I just don't know if I can do this.
Talking about fear and anxiety and reading about other people seems to be like picking the scab to me. I continue to be even more fearful...I don't know what to do at this point. There were some plusses to our interaction as it did not become a heated discussion with me crying and freaking out, BUT, h was concerned because I seemed so cold and detached. I said, "it's better than freaking out, isn't it?" -can't win...
It may have to do with me spending time with my mother. I freak out often after being with her/talking to her or my MIL.
I am stuck, stuck, stuck. Maybe I just need to quit talking and thinking about my sit. so much...Maybe I need to step away from the bb.
