I have been alternating between between being mildly irritated and full on furious with Husband all weekend.
We haven’t actually fought but it seems imminent like darkening skies and a temperature drop mean a thunderstorm is coming.
I don’t know if it’s him being a cranky, inconsiderate, self obsessed douchebag or me just being a straight up thoughtless bitch.
One of the biggest irritations about being clean is unfettered emotion like this. It is a burden to bear my moods on top of physical ailments. Sometimes I could really go for a morphine klonopin cocktail.