Sunday, March 11, 2012

94 Weeks

Have I mentioned how much I hate Sunday nights? Tonight marks 94 weeks, not a very momentous milestone but every week takes me farther and farther from the last day and night we had together. The flashbacks are still with me. I don't know what to do about them. I suppose I should do something. Some times they are worse than at other times but all of the time they are very hard to go through. I can distract myself  sometimes. Leave the house. Go for a walk or a drive. But when they hit during the night there is no place to go. And that makes it harder to deal with.
I find myself getting irritable with the kids. I'm sure they are picking up on my mood.

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