So Christmas was lovely, it really was. And as that glitter fades, husband and I are in reality-land of having to have some Major Communication about some tense subjects.
I worry over whether I have shared too much with my close friends - vented in too much detail. Are married people supposed to keep personal things private? But what do you do when there's communication breakdown and your head is about to explode - just keep it to yourself? I'm no good at that. I'm having trouble sleeping as it is.
There's a difference, however, between airing dirty laundry about some temporary boyfriend versus a permanent husband. I want others to think we are perfect for each other and are doing well. We are doing very well overall, but sometimes a wife needs some girl talk advice.
Yesterday's strategy of calming down through drinking has, predictably, resulted in a day-long headache and melancholy which does not leave me well-prepared to talk it all out later tonight and reach sensitive shared solutions. sigh. No one said marriage would be easy. It's just that the ways it is hard are ways I did not expect.