What is the problem now?! We both got home about the same time. We talked about water parks, I cooked dinner, we ate and somewhere in there you copped an attitude. Of course I asked..and the more agitated you got.
Kac wanted to watch a movie. I asked you to come cuddle on the couch with me. You opted to lay in bed, stare a the ceiling listening to your headphones. I came back in about half way through the movie, told you I had too much energy after sitting in the office all day. So, I decided to go get school supplies, rather than wait for the rush this weekend. I get to Walmart and you send a message that youre going out for a while. Really. Ok. I still have no idea whats up your ass.
This morning, I forgot to set my DO Not Disturb to 9ish instead of 7:30 so my phone starts making noises. I shut it off, and think… I might as well go walk units. I should be working this weekend. But, I decided we would spend the weekend since you weren’t working. But as usual, you have gone and ruined the weekend by starting stupid fights.
When you asked me how long I was going to be, and then took it further you made a choice. And maybe you figured youd call my bluff or youd just be back when you were ready. I told you, I cant keep doing this. I cant deal with you leaving everytime you get a bug up your ass.
I’m not your mom. IM not your teacher. I’m not one of your kids. I’m not your therapist. At this point I guess I am nothing. Because par for the course, you packed your shit and left again. I cant. I just cant. And what hurts the most is I love you and it seems a stupid thing to get stuck on but dammit…running away doesn’t solve anything. Its not fair that you just up and go and figure it will be fine in a few days whatever.