Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Please Please Please

We're trapped in some kind of wretched nexus of being almost much better, but not quite. I'm feeling a little desperate because I just want things to be ok, and we're at a real crossroads...it's either about to be a lot better, and we're going to start having a real life, or it's going to turn into Relapse Insanity Central around our house.

We had another dog fight tonight. The bitch in heat is causing trouble. I got tagged by the German Shepherd...I've got a new cut that's pretty similar to the big scar I got from Angela when we became secret cutting blood sisters in college during the insane years. Funny. She's a mother now. I'm a junky's wife.

This afternoon was a wonderful mix of feeling really connected and honest and clear and insanity...and it's weird because he knows...he KNOWS when he's being insane, but he can't not do it. It's maddening...

1 comment:

Mary P. Jones (MPJ) said...

But I am a mother too, and a sex addict's wife. ;)

Anyway, I'm thinking of you. I know how it feels to live on the cusp of craziness...