At the risk of sounding evil or freaky, I have to say this: there are moments when I feel like I am about to explode. These are moments when I feel like a mad man (woman). I have anger issues and it scares me when during these moments, I get a glimpse into the minds of parents who hurt their kids or lock them up in a cold, dark dingy room.
During these dark, evil moments, I try my best to hold my tongue, stay more than a foot from the child (or better yet, call on hubby or the yaya to relieve me) and call on to Jesus and Mary… Lord, help me!
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