“I had a really bad day.”
“At work?”
“NO MOM, I DON’T WORK TUESDAY/THURSDAYS.”
Translation: I’m trying not to cry, and anger’s easier.
“Okay, I’m sorry I forgot. So what happened?”
I tell her what’s bothering me…
“Have you eaten today?”
“YES MOM, I have eaten. GEEZ.”
Translation: Let me lash out at you, because I know you’ll still love me when I’m done.
“Why don’t you call me when you feel a little bit better.”
“Okay.”
So I just cried in my car on the way home.
Sorry Mommy.
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