By the time I got home, I was still angry as hell. Then the kids started fighting. I lost it. After yelling at them, I broke down into tears and cried for the next several hours off and on. I wound up crying myself to sleep last night. I was so mad I even punched the wall which did nothing to abate my anger and now my hand is bruised. Sad thing is that the only thing that got me through the night mentally last night was smoking. I freaking chain smoked like no one's business last night, which just pissed me off this morning because I can't afford to smoke, especially chain smoking!
Apparently my mood was not well hidden this morning when I got to work. Dave took one look at me and asked me what happened and was I okay. I told him I was fine and asked why he asked, and his reply was simply, "You look really upset." Nice. Apparently I wasn't fooling anyone.
What upsets me the most about all of this is usually I am very in control of my emotions. I can hide bad moods like nobody's business and I don't cry very easily and haven't since I was 17yrs old. However, it doesn't seem to take much any more to have me bursting into tears randomly. I'm so emotionally exhausted knowing that three of my four kids really only have me to depend on that I can't even find it in me to care about others problems and issues. They all seem so trivial compared to what I'm going through. Even the Haiti earthquake I have no emotional response for. Not because I'm uncaring but because I don't have any more emotions left to give. I have officially hit numb today.
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