I was prepared to write a cheery post about how Paul and I were nesting this weekend and blah blah blah. But I can't bring myself to do it. My blood is boiling right now. It is only 8:55am EST and my blood is boiling. I feel a frustration cry coming on.
I am 13 shades of hurt, frustrated, sad, and angry. I feel left out, hopeless, worthless and like I mean nothing.
Have a great day.