Girl Brain in My dayz

Is my pms, my perimenopausal hell. She yells at me from the inside..too often…she reminds me of words my ex husband used, but then tries to convince me they are all still true.

This is one reason I am so very careful with when and how I choose to bring up the small issues that arise in my life. I experience the emotion, then attempt to rationalize the truth separate, in attempt not to place heavier blame where it does not belong. Not to burden his heart when perhaps im being over emotional. I wait it out…then we speak about it. Usually....my last post…I had held it in for too long…I spoke with girl brains emotions…with tears at 6 am waking him from a dead sleep. After I said what I needed too…instead of being able to talk…I retreated to a hot bath....more crying…god bless his soul…he sat in our bathroom floor naked listening to me…crying with me. Then we talked without the emotional knee jerk…reassuring each other....holding and kissing tears…nose to nose....I will not …I refuse to add scars to his scar filled heart. I know he does the same…one of the reasons I fell in love with him.