The Best:
I have overlooked petty things that my husband has done that I might have gotten myself worked up about. It's what's good for me, so I'm glad I'm able to do it.
The Worst:
I am resentful for having done more of the housework and more of the work of taking care of the dogs. I don't know how to resolve this issue if my husband doesn't want to do more. I suppose my only option is to accommodate and to know that he's doing the best he can.
Showing posts with label fear. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fear. Show all posts
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Friday, April 11, 2008
Night.
The Best:
I have been taking care of myself through a really trying day. I called my sponsor and got sense talked to me, which always helps.
The Worst:
I am really swept up in my husband's problems. It's his stuff, and I don't have a lot of say in what happens, but I am afraid for him and I want him to be ok.
I have been taking care of myself through a really trying day. I called my sponsor and got sense talked to me, which always helps.
The Worst:
I am really swept up in my husband's problems. It's his stuff, and I don't have a lot of say in what happens, but I am afraid for him and I want him to be ok.
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Afternoon
The Best:
Last night was shelter night, and I always feel like I've done good work by volunteering my time there. I helped a student study for the G.E.D. exam, and we then talked about his poetry. He seems to appreciate the opportunity just to be heard.
The Worst:
I am unnecessarily fretting about whether or not my husband is going to look for a job today. If he doesn't, nothing will be different. If he does, then it will be great. I'm occupying a part of my head with projection and fear that I could be using to enjoy, say, this apple I am going to eat.
Last night was shelter night, and I always feel like I've done good work by volunteering my time there. I helped a student study for the G.E.D. exam, and we then talked about his poetry. He seems to appreciate the opportunity just to be heard.
The Worst:
I am unnecessarily fretting about whether or not my husband is going to look for a job today. If he doesn't, nothing will be different. If he does, then it will be great. I'm occupying a part of my head with projection and fear that I could be using to enjoy, say, this apple I am going to eat.
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