Last night, I would say, was my breaking point, or when I had a meltdown. During all of this, Paul and I have just opened a new business which has added stress. One of my joys has been going to our cookie and ice cream shop and working. I think our shop has done great, and I have been very optimistic. Paul lately has made a lot of pessimistic comments about the shop not making a lot of money. I told him I could not handle him making these statements because of what all I have been going through. We got in another argument about the shop, and I retreated to the shower and cried. I felt I could not handle it any longer. I cried and prayed, mostly cried. I pulled myself together and went up to the shop to get away.
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