Screaming
I am so angry I can't see straight. I'm screaming at the top of my lungs to old music and driving and I have zero desire to go back home. Except Jax comes at noon and we all know I'd never not put him first so I'll be home at noon with a smile like a good wife and mother. I'll put everyone else first and just wait for death to get to put myself first. Except even then I'll "apologize for bleeding on your shirt".