Dear T,
Well, that conversation about wanting to be more involved in parenting with H went very poorly... Nothing like a date night ending with us walking silently to our cars, my heading home, his heading out someplace else for a bit before picking up D. I don't know what I did wrong. I tried to communicate well. But he took it poorly. I wish I'd recorded it or something, so you could hear how I tried. Because I really did. (Or maybe so you could help me understand how I f-ed up, if I did?) You'll just have to take my word for it.

I just feel devalued as both a wife and a mother right now. (It also came up that he thinks I'm taking on too much work, which, I can decide on that for myself, thanks.) And this is why I tend to avoid these types of conversations with him...

I want to email you, but I won't. I wish I was seeing you tomorrow instead of Monday, but this isn't the sort of thing where I'd feel comfortable asking you if you had any openings tomorrow. Especially because, if you did, H would know what it was about.

Love,
LT