I locked myself in a closet, sweating, crying, shaking, and rocking. I was there for maybe an hour, and it took about 2 hours for me to calm down.
Feeling like I am not a person, or an important member of the family, and a huge pile of everything.
And My Loving Husband delt with me. He was calm, and despite the fact that he couldn't really understand what was wrong, he knew he had to try, and he did.
It's awesome, when I really needed him, he was there. Not perfectly, but he was there, with all he had, and all of his love for me, and it was everything I needed. <3
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