I’m having an impossible time keeping out of anger at the moment. I want to write about the time that begins in late April and ends in early June during which Carole and I both mark sober anniversaries as well as our anniversary as a couple, in which I turn a year older, and Mother’s Day occurs. All these have passed except for our anniversary as a couple.
And, all these were good occassions, but the anger I feel right now takes all that happiness away, in this moment at least. So I’m trying to remember the words about a “dry drunk” and such and somehow switch these baddies off. And I can’t. And I’m not optimistic about this evening, or even tomorrow. I guess I can distract myself with housecleaning while I try and look forward to Tuesday.