Apparently I have a lot of it.
I'm not totally sure how to diffuse it or deal with it appropriately.
I get angry at DH a lot. I feel I am almost always on the defensive. Based out of fear. Fear that I won't speak up. Fear that boundaries will be crossed. Fear that my BODY is the only thing desired.
See this:
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| photo from :HERE |
Beautiful. Stunning.
Dangerous.
This is Mount Vesuvius in Italy. You know, the one that blew and scorched Pompeii into stone mummies.
It feels like the anger is bubbling just under the surface. Sadly if it blows I'm afraid it'll be like Pompeii and things will not survive. Like our relationship.
But what kind of relationship is it if it is not wholly authentic and allowed to exist with ALL information?
Having other people here to witness my mess is embarrassing.
WHY DO I CARE WHAT OTHER PEOPLE THINK?
WHY AM I SO DAMN AFRAID OF BEING ANGRY!!
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