This post was just my flight response. I was in a really bad way last night.

My relationships are actually doing a little better lately. Mom and I are cool as long as I don’t get into anything with her that will set her off. She’s been great lately.

My FOO showed me their true colors and I’ve accepted what it is. No, we’re not close. It was only an illusion that we ever were anyway.

My husband is okay. He is the biggest trigger for me with our intimacy issue. We’re handling it the best we can. Last night, he set me off. Today we’re better.

My son is what it is. I accept it and will just leave him alone.

I feel bad for having to show my other sons how ill I really am, but I don’t regret them knowing this fact. It’s important. It does mean a lot to me that they care and will stay by my side.

I didn’t go running and fly. I zonked myself out instead. I woke up and can handle another day.