My son is currently sitting on the other side of this door screeching, yes screeching, like a banshee because he can't get to me and slobber all over me. I'm so over the whining and crying and screaming that is constantly occurring in my home. And it's just for me. When I leave, everyone is peachy. The second I walk in the door, it all starts. I'm not joking or kidding. And I'm the least able to handle it.
That's it. I just got upset and needed to vent. Any relaxation that I got during retreat--poof. Gone.
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