The stress of the law two months finally reached the boiling point. Dragon didn't realize that he was pushing to hard. He didn't realize that I have been holding on by my bloody fingernails.
Dragon has been puzzled by my obsession with self defense classes. Now he knows why.
Six weeks away from him and the kids. Six weeks spent with people who hate me. (Funny thing, the things they hate me for aren't true)
If that wasn't enough my daughter told me that my meth head ex husband was seen in town. The man wants me dead. He has tried to kill me multiple times. I slept with my hand on a loaded gun. I walked with my head on a swivel. Hyper aware of everyone around me.
I got to spend a few weeks home and then we had to go right back. More fear. More stress.
The shootings in Dallas. More fear. Fire fighters and EMTs told not to wear their badges.
I just got tired of being afraid.
Dragon pushed me and got frustrated when I resisted. He didn't understand. It was just a small thing but on top of everything else? It pushed me to the breaking point. I cried in public. I NEVER CRY IN PUBLIC!
Dragon finally understands.
One good stress relief spanking later, I feel a little better. And Dragon understands my obsession with martial arts.