This morning the bus was late. My daughter was crying about something while I was trying to say goodbye to her and rush out the door to make it to the train on time.
On the drive over to the station, I punched the passenger seat of my car several times as hard as I could and yelled, "This is all your fault you effing c-word. I effing hate you! You've ruined everyone's lives!"
...of course, this is not a rational assessment of what's going on, but I wasn't being rational. I was just angry.
I'm ok now. A little depressed tho. Playing poker tonight with the boys. First time in over a year. Maybe I'll even win some moolah! Wish me luck!!
M46 W48 M11 T14 S11 D8 BD: 2016/05/27 In-home separation: 2016/11/23 Nesting: 2017/06/11 W moves out: 2018/01/07 W goes public with OM: 2018/07/12 I ask for a divorce: 2018/12/14