It keeps on being difficult. Arguing, not able to feel connected. Can’t get it right. Shame, recrimination, blame and anger rise like a giant continually ferociously hungry. Don’t want to keep trying. Sadness like a black night is a blanket on your cold body. You want to be understood, yet the words never are quite there. Rebuilding feels like a hurricane that destroyed the barn. How many times do you rebuild it till you move? Will forgiving, soft words, and strong coffee really help begin again?
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