It has not been a good day.

I feel like I'm done. I really don't feel like I belong here. Here, in this place, it feels foreign.

I went to see my mom today. She's in a swing bed unit and she's "her" but not good. I don't have words for my feelings. Too much. Compassion. Hurt. Anger. Need. Distance. Sadness.

Came home to the husband being a donkey butt. I actually came unleashed on him. He started the sarcastic come backs and I told him to get out of my space. That felt pretty good. I don't think I was out of line or disrespectful. It is what it is.

He had a Jeckle Hyde switch on me last night and I chose to go to bed and not try and fix it. Yay me!!

It feels good to feel stronger. It just feels alone.

It will get better and I will feel stronger. Right?