Not doing very well today - first time in a few weeks that I haven't been able to shake the funk. PMA is kinda nonexistent right now.
Talking to H on the phone today about S's problems just felt so, so wrong. We should be sitting down TOGETHER, working through this TOGETHER, as husband and wife, as partners. We should all be holding each other up as an intact family. It just felt so distant and impersonal and...I just HATE this. I haven't cried, at least. Came pretty close a few times, but I held it back.
I think I'm just going to try and get some sleep, and start fresh tomorrow. I have to see him to pick up the check, so my PMA needs to be through the roof. I'll be daaamned if I'm going to let him see looking anything less than radiant!
