It's everything that I've already mentioned and more. And yes, the person not meeting the baby was another trigger. But last night, everything piled up and then L pulling her support away (understandable!), and G really sucking (which he admitted to today), it was like all the weight on my shoulders collapsed me.

It's okay if you don't understand. Understanding, or at least wanting to understand, feels like support. And I appreciate it. I do! All that's important is that I have a place to say "Hey, I'm not okay!". And for someone to say "I hear you".