Sometimes: Because they fail to recognize how much their admiration means to their men, and the words just slip out.
And other times: Because they hurt so much that they want to sting with their words, illogically hoping the response will be a loving one.
I think it’s great, at times of extreme stress, to have someone who remembers who I am and what I believe when the stress is not there.
Let’s say you intended to stay home with your babies, but now your full-time job is the only way to pay the rent and buy the groceries. Or perhaps you have a burning passion to launch a business, but it is not practical right now, because you want to be available to get your mate to dialysis appointments. Or you are this close to a college degree, but you cannot register for courses next...
Many thanks to my son for spotting this and to xkcd.com for letting me share it with you.
“I’m not happy.” How awful to realize this, awful enough to make you want to make a big change, like leaving the person you imagined could make you happy for the rest of your life. “I’m scared silly” would be different. So would “I’m really angry, and I’m not going to take it any more.” “Not happy” carries no danger, no...
