Always in the middle.
My DH was out of town for a few days and I missed him terribly. Now he’s been back since last night and I can’t wait until he goes away.
***Update: Okay, I’ve stopped being a baby long enough to realize that my own feelings of guilt and inadequacy may have led to my anger towards my husband. Fine. Whatever. Seriously, though, why do I always feel so pulled in different directions? I know I sound like a martyr, but I seem to be stuck in the middle, trying to make everyone happy, but pissing everyone off. I really need to start working this shit out. Argh.
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