I cleaned the kitchen until 3am this morning and somewhere in the darkness, in the quiet, I realized I was wrong to be angry at Mike. I made him lunch and left him a sticky on the mirror telling him I loved him and was sorry.
I'm going to try and talk to him tonight about hormones and how I just need time to come to the realization that thats what is motivating my mood. I wonder if this new found awareness will continue after I have Keira and will it force me to second guess my valid bad moods.
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