We'll nevermind. H turned in to a big jerk tonight. Flew off the handle unneccessarily and was mean, making what should have been a fun situation very upsetting. Made me cry. He sort of apologized, but I don't feel better. He's over it and moved on to watching the game with one of our sons. I am left wondering why I am the only one that has to work on themself?
Me, 39. H, 35. 3 boys - 13, 11, 9 - 1 w/ multiple disabilities BD Dec 2012 Sort of a quasi in-house sep Nov 2013
