at the same time, I feel like I’m lying to myself. I’m so stressed out that I’m literally counting the good days we have. I spent half of a 5 hour Saturday shift, crying. After work I had an anxiety attack in the middle of the grocery store, all because I couldn’t find something he’d asked me to pick up. I feel like sometimes I’m agreeing to things, just to keep the peace. We argued all weekend but thanks to my ptsd, I blocked it all out, once the yelling started. So in the moment I was engaged in the...Read full confession on reddit
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