Sometimes you need to walk away before things get bad. We were playing, I got hurt, but he kept on. I said stop, but no, he kept on playing like he always does. I got angry and he started to run. I flung our blanket off our bed which contained the remotes and phones. I broke them all. O’well! I said stop. He began again and I grab one of the fans and flung that, picked up and charged him with it. That was too far!!!
I went into my closet, which is a 12 by 12, mind you, and stood. Realizing that I went too far, but justified that I did say enough. Because he felt he was not done playing, I was. He knows what can happen when he pushes me to the end. 16 years of togetherness, you know the limits. so……..
I came back into the room after he called our daughter to sit with him after he done pissed me off, lol. I guess to protect him. but I don already cooled off, but he doesn’t know and sat on the bed. No conversation yet. I don’t care. I am with yall right now. I did sneeze 3 times in a row and he said bless me all 3 times and I said thank you 3 times.
This is the downslope of my anger and his realization that he pissed me off. I am on my computer and he knows it’s REAL. lol. I am working. Working on not fu*** him up and he knows it. He let me let go when I R really have to walk off.
No talking for an hour or so is good. He fixed my fan before I came back. He is such a boy. Boys play too much. It don’t matter how old they are. They still boys at heart.
I got more to add but still calming down. Sorry……