I want to write a blog post on how attempting to guide or even just live with your significant other’s children is hard and confusing and confronting and makes me angry sometimes. However, I think I’m probably too triggered to do that right now.
Sharing the lovely with five other people is challenging sometimes. Made more so by their draining affect on her. They seem far less self sufficient than she or I were at the same age. We talk about it a fair bit. It frustrates me a lot. It doesn’t mean I don’t love them. Of course my own child triggers the lovely constantly.
Perhaps it’s the free from wheat talking!
Wishing you all the happiness the Universe can bring,