It is the most mortifying of feelings when the uglier parts of your personality come to the fore. It seems these aspects of myself have become more apparent since becoming a mother. The best and worst parts of myself have been magnified to greater amplitudes than I have previously known.
Those darker impulses it seems at times have surreptitiously slipped under the radar of my awareness, or likely ignorance, and been upon me with such ferocity I’ve succumbed to acting them out in the most pitiful of ways.
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