I had something this week, too. Except it was a lack of respect shown to me by my 11 year old son, compounded by my H assuming things that were not accurate. Now, in the history of disrespect or the possibilities for how 11 year olds can disrespect their mothers, this could intellectually be considered so low on the scale as to not even be registered. And my H and son are really polite and respectful individuals in general, and they love me tons. But it's so Freaking Symbolic.

For me, I get as a matter of intellectual understanding that I had no choice but to take it on as mine when I was a child. Maybe it even gave me a sense of control and power then. I get that I have the choice to let it go now. But today all I can do is throw up my hands and say, "how?"

Maybe that's good enough for now. That, and a mile of rhythmic swimming in the pool. Thanks for being here and talking about this stuff.