Why child? Why must you destroy everything we own???
I'm not upset about the broken furniture from your climbing, it can easily be replaced.
I'm not angry about the coloring on the walls, I can clean that up.
I'm not bothered by the broken cabinet doors, those can be repaired.
But I am fuming about the shredded up second edition copy of Just so Stories that I just found in your bedroom! How did you even get it??? It was on top of the hutch in the living room, well out of your reach!
Ugh, I have to keep saying "I will not spank my child, I will not spank my child, I will not spank my child" and it's become a chant inside my head over the last 15 minuets.
So I've canceled the playdate we had planned for today and put her down for a nap, but I feel so heartbroken over losing this very special book! It's the only good thing I had as a child, the only thing that made all the bad go away and now it's gone. Buy a new copy you say? Sure, I could, but it's not the same. This is a second edition and I've had it all my life!
I'm not the type to put too much value into material things, but this thing in particular has always been my exception. I've held on to it through homelessness, basic training, constant moving around, hospital stays and rehab... now it's gone. I'm so angry and so upset, all over this book, a thing, something I can replace (kind of) and it makes no since.
No one needs to respond, I'm just so upset and needed to vent, and venting isn't helping either. I know it's irrational to get this upset over a book, but I can't help it. So very sad
I'm not upset about the broken furniture from your climbing, it can easily be replaced.
I'm not angry about the coloring on the walls, I can clean that up.
I'm not bothered by the broken cabinet doors, those can be repaired.
But I am fuming about the shredded up second edition copy of Just so Stories that I just found in your bedroom! How did you even get it??? It was on top of the hutch in the living room, well out of your reach!
Ugh, I have to keep saying "I will not spank my child, I will not spank my child, I will not spank my child" and it's become a chant inside my head over the last 15 minuets.
So I've canceled the playdate we had planned for today and put her down for a nap, but I feel so heartbroken over losing this very special book! It's the only good thing I had as a child, the only thing that made all the bad go away and now it's gone. Buy a new copy you say? Sure, I could, but it's not the same. This is a second edition and I've had it all my life!
I'm not the type to put too much value into material things, but this thing in particular has always been my exception. I've held on to it through homelessness, basic training, constant moving around, hospital stays and rehab... now it's gone. I'm so angry and so upset, all over this book, a thing, something I can replace (kind of) and it makes no since.
No one needs to respond, I'm just so upset and needed to vent, and venting isn't helping either. I know it's irrational to get this upset over a book, but I can't help it. So very sad