Emotional Instability

Another throw back Thursday post:

It’s been two weeks.

I wish I could hope that it was all a nightmare and I could wake up.

I can’t.

Yesterday, it hit home to me how emotionally unstable I am. I’m very much not a physical violence person, but when a lady in an SUV honked at me for not gunning my car into a left turn so she could make the turn sooner, my first reaction was a visceral need to rip her throat out. Literally. Lucky for me, I still have common sense and practicality. If not for those, I’d likely be in jail and she’d be hurt.

That is very much not normal.

I get the impression normal won’t be a thing for a very long time.

I still miss him every minute.

Written 3/4/2014

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