Breaking Point
Good morning readers, Well, I finally reached that point. The "point of no return" as I like to call it. I broke down and I broke down good. This week has been episode after episode of crying alone, because I always have to be happy on front of everyone else. Why did I break? Probably a very silly reason in most people's eyes, but I've always been over sensitive. The short answer is my relationship with my husband, yet it feels much more complicated in my head. Simple things hurt me more than I can explain. I should be able to just mention something or at least cry in front of my husband, but oh no. Lord knows that it'll cause a meltdown for him, so I must be "fine" at all times. My first breaking point was alone, locked in the bathroom because he didn't want to deal with it. The worst part is I was doing so well for the longest time. I felt like I was finally on track. Then these past few weeks hit me like a tidal wave. I am just so... stuck... ...