People tend to assume that because I'm not crying, I don't need a hug.

Yeah. This. Of course, perverse creature that I am, when I'm really, really upset, I have trouble accepting hugs. It's like I can accept one for a split second, then I have to straighten up, pull myself together, be strong, blah, blah, blah.

It's exhausting.

Oh, GC!!! I'm glad it's out and you have morphine, but yikes!!!

Have chocolate with your morphine.

{{Shir}}

{{GC}]

I am one of the histrionics people. I'm not terribly proud of it, but it's the way I'm wired. I cry at the drop of a hat: I cry when I'm angry, when I'm upset, when I'm tired ... you get the idea. But! I am capable of Dealing With Things while I'm sobbing.

If I could let go of the need to be acknowledged for being RIGHT (which may well be my downfall one day if I can't let it go), I wouldn't be chock full of resentment.

I swear I am going to embroider that on a pillow and throw it at Pete.

Sometimes I think you need a good yell. Esp. when there is the other person who refuses to obey your brain waves. I know I tend to forget what DH needs, because , quite frankly, his brain is not mine. And then sometimes DH needs reminding that he is not the center of the universe. And sometimes yelling is the only way to break thru. But mostly it works because it doesn't happen much.

and ION that is really annoying, I have to go to work in about 10 minutes. Don't wanna. good thing DH is out running errands . If he was having fun where I could see him I would be really cranky. ( I keep trying to remind myself that it is a good thing that my county can keep the library open, but I can't help but envy those that have enforced vacation )

{{{GC}}} Lots of headpats and snuggles for you. Quick recovery ~ma too.

We still work on me talking about problems as they happen, and him expressing his problems calmly.

We work on that one too, but it is hard to change our natures. DH#1 rightfully noted that I never complained about anything but when I did get upset I would list every problem I had with him for the last 5 years that I never mentioned previously. I still tend to avoid conflict as much as possible. I hate conflict more than whatever problem. Still a work in progress there.

If I could let go of the need to be acknowledged for being RIGHT

this is one of my resolutions -- I know I am right, my job is a place where I get to be right, so my whole social circle does not need to acknowledge all my rightness , even thought they are WRONG

Poor, Glam! Oh, I'm so glad that's out of you, though. Have chocolate and morphine and heal up.

I try so hard to remember that the only thing I have control over is the way I react to things. I can't control the other person or his/her reaction. I can choose to let it bother me or I can choose to let it go and concentrate on something else. I think that is all that has kept me sane this last year.

I used to say that stress is what keeps me glued together. Well, fuck that. I'm ready for BORING. Bring on the boring.

That is a big chunk of fibroid, woman!

Feel better. ::smooch::

Thanks you guys. I'm proud of myself as I am the world's biggest baby, but I have been very very good.

Poor DW cried as it reminds her of her dad's last days. My poor sweetie.

Am so loopy!