So, last night there was a meltdown at my house. As usual, it was me and my dad that really had it out. My brother tried to pretend he wasn't there (which he
always does when he's in trouble) and mom just waited for the shouting to stop so she could act as mediator. I've been expecting something like this for a while, so it didn't surprise me, but that didn't make it any less stressful. My eyes were so swollen this morning that I had to press a cold cloth to them for half an hour before they looked more normal. At present things are calm, but I'll be on edge for days.