Ut oh! I woke up this morning wanting to throw my blankets over my head and hiding out... going back to sleep but then the thought of sleeping produced some anxiety. I could have closed my eyes and gone back to sleep without any effort, but as soon as I felt myself going, I'd pop my eyes back open and forced myself to stay awake.

One positive, though. Last night, I gritted my teeth and talked to my husband. I think we've reconnected. At least he's not walking around with an ugly look on his face and shooting me mean looks. We both talked about how we've been feeling lately. Just that seemed to help quite a bit.

So how come I'm still wanting to hide from the world?

PS Sundance my response to Heather yesterday doesn't mean that I don't want any responses to my woes. I would very much appreciate some validation. I just can't handle advice right now. I've tried everything I know how to do regarding my son. I just flat refuse to be the first one to call this time. I'm the one that always calls to apologize and get things going again when we "take a break." Not this time! It's time HE took some responsibility.






<font color=blue>"Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt" --Shakespeare</font color=blue>