I long for peace. Everywhere, especially in our home.

Sometimes, I worry that our home isn’t peaceful enough. I try really hard to keep my emotions in check, to not have outside stresses affect me…but it’s not always easy.

M and I argue a lot. M has a rage disorder and depression, I have depression and anxiety and more insecurities than I care to acknowledge. M’s tolerance of my insecurities and my depression is, well, lacking. Thus my tolerance of his depression is lacking. Why should I be understanding and tolerant, when he is j

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