What it feels like
Yesterday was a bad day I told her. She asked what made it bad? I told her it was my anger and frustration, crying and feeling so tired I could barely keep my eyes open. She urged me to not let him continue to control me. It was then that I fully grasped that she didn't understand what it was like, not really. I do not fault her because up until last week I didn't get it either. So I want to try to explain it.