T said to me tonight
“So what if she “kicks off”, what’s the worst that can happen?”
(Amongst a lot of other things)…
I feel so utterly pathetic that despite “knowing” that – I can’t properly believe it.
I know I’m not a child. I know she can’t hurt me. She can’t punish me….
Why do I still have this fear??
I’m a married 30 year old for Christ’s sake.
Lots of tears tonight. Feeling rather delicate and very tired now I’m home. Bed for me soon.