sometimes I wonder
bleh. Ryan just freaked WAY out on the kids over them having a tiny tiny spat...he LOST it
I hate when this crap happens. It makes me mad at him and sad for the kids. I told him to go upstairs- so he's up there now watching tv and playing on his laptop. At least the fighting is over. It seems like since we moved here he gets really angry A LOT. I think he should talk to someone about it-but since (to himself) he is nearly perfect that will NEVER HAPPEN.
*sigh* I can't write about this anywhere else really because on myspace the kids and him are friended and will read it, so instead I'm doing it here for you lucky people.
Sometimes I wonder what the hell is going on here and wish I could just run away...or make it stop somehow. I hate that I don't know how to make it better
I hate when this crap happens. It makes me mad at him and sad for the kids. I told him to go upstairs- so he's up there now watching tv and playing on his laptop. At least the fighting is over. It seems like since we moved here he gets really angry A LOT. I think he should talk to someone about it-but since (to himself) he is nearly perfect that will NEVER HAPPEN.
*sigh* I can't write about this anywhere else really because on myspace the kids and him are friended and will read it, so instead I'm doing it here for you lucky people.
Sometimes I wonder what the hell is going on here and wish I could just run away...or make it stop somehow. I hate that I don't know how to make it better