I am not sure what is worse, the day I had or the fact that I have a Paula Abdul song stuck in my head. The emotional rollercoaster that is Supergenius HQ is exhausting me.
On a logical and rational level I know that Sister #3’s anger is not about me or caused by me. I know this in my bones, yet when she lashes out at me I react emotionally. I am a wreck.
Today reminded me of growing up with my emotionally volatile dad. I reacted the same way to Sister #3’s outburst as I used to react to my dad. I spent the day in my bedroom crying about the injustice of it all and how nobody understands the very special and unique pain that is my burden alone.
However, I am proud to admit that the soundtrack for today did not feature Journey or anything from The Last American Virgin, both of which played prominently as the soundtrack to my very special and unique pain circa 1986. “Just Once” by James Ingram still slays me.
Yes, yes, the woe is me is starting to wear on me too. But I don’t know where else to put it. My eyes hurt from the crying and my pillows might never dry.
Tomorrow will bring a whole new source of stress as I try to write an entire short story with three tiny Tibbles under foot.