Journalling. Just feeling alone and insecure this afternoon. H has had a stressful couple weeks so was a little snappish and condescending yesterday about a few things. Tried not to take it personally; just gave him space and he was mostly back to normal this morning. I seem to be having a huge attack of insecurity, worrying, anger, guilt - you name it - with myself this afternoon. Feel like I'm making a big deal out of nothing regarding my mom, making unfair accusations, blowing things out of proportions. Trying to just breathe through it but I just can't shake it. What if I am exaggerating everything? What if nothing happened the way I remember it? What if I'm just being selfish and childish? Argh my brain just won't stop.
I cannot complain for not receiving from others, that which I've never asked them for.