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| product of bro's meltdown - the worst yet |
Last night was waaaay more than punches and flying objects. It was banging heads on the door and pointing a knife on the neck. And yes, the classic walking away from the house was still there. It's so tiring and confusing.
And the whole time I was out of the house (sleptover friend's), all i could think of was 'am i doing the right thing?' I felt guilty that I had to leave but knew I really had to. I was thinking if my coping mechanisms were still appropriate and I felt bad that I still had to think that through.
My heart says stay and deal with his behavior but my mind says leave as its not healthy anymore.
