Haven’t posted in a bit. We were having a rough patch with kids for a while coupled with a rash of meltdowns from me. But the last few days have felt more like a family. Our youngest is really starting to get into pretend play and acting goofy. But he’s also having some pretty fucking violent meltdowns like mine.
Partner and kids are going on vacation at her parents cabin in a few days so I get some alone time. I purposely choose to stay home every other year to re-calibrate my fucked up brain. They get to go have fun and I get to do 2 years worth of decompressing and even get away with shutting down if I need to. Mental health fucking sucks.
Haven’t posted in a bit. We were having a rough patch with kids for a while coupled with a rash of meltdowns from me. But the last few days have felt more like a family. Our youngest is really starting to get into pretend play and acting goofy. But he’s also having some pretty fucking violent meltdowns like mine.
Partner and kids are going on vacation at her parents cabin in a few days so I get some alone time. I purposely choose to stay home every other year to re-calibrate my fucked up brain. They get to go have fun and I get to do 2 years worth of decompressing and even get away with shutting down if I need to. Mental health fucking sucks.
Happy Pride, y’all!