There are some fights that we get into in our daily lives. Fight with the traffic, fight with a co-employee, fight with a boss, which is not really good… and of course, fights with our loved ones. It is alright if we were caught on those petty fights. Somehow, it adds color to life. But, sometimes, fights get ugly. Now, that is the time that we hoped that everything is just pale or just the way it is. We just like life to be boring, so what. At least, all is peaceful.
I had a fight with my husband a few days ago. I slept it out. We did not talk for some hours after all the shouting, the crying and the hurting. We stayed calm afterwards. Finally, when evening came, I sort of gave in and broke the silence. It has always been like that. Why always like that? Anyways, that fight caused his BP to rise, 150/100, or maybe it was that high already even before the fight that was why his patience was short and could not tolerate me anymore. Yeah, he has always been patient to me and our kid. Well, he does not speak to me about things that I would like to hear. There are times that I do not know what is going inside my mind. Ah, marriage… I miss the old “him” though. The one who was crazy about me. Anyways, maybe, I lost the old me, too.
