More Holes in Walls

A few nights back I did something I never thought I had in me… I stabbed the Sheetrock with a pair of scissors, out of general, full blown, tear-filled…

RAGE.

My response was first shock, at my ability to do something so unlike me… secondly, I chose a different tool, a 14 inch paint brush, and continued to attack the wall a half dozen times.

MORE RAGE.

Happened on an empty stomach, after too many glasses of wine, in my space out in the garage with my pups. I feel horribly about it.

SADNESS

If you remember, in my series of posts titled “Divorced But Never Married”, I wrote on the holes my fiancé liked to punch in walls, in our home with his kids.

ANGER

It seems I can’t stop letting people down, especially myself.

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