From the moment I wake, he’s off with an anxiety provoking agenda. I feel sad, lonely, frustrated that it’s never how I want it to be. No matter how I have communicated my needs, they will never be met. I wish I had disengaged sooner. Though, I am proud that I was able to after only one hour of his whirlwind struggle. I jumped off the struggle bus this morning (yay!), but wish I had not even gotten on. Maybe I’m getting better at this and next time will not engage at all.