The weekend was rough.
I ended up training someone at work on Saturday. I didn't know until I repported for work. At first I thought it was a great idea. It would give me a 'bit of a break' in my duties during my shift. I ended up thinking it was a huge pain the ass. And it ends up being a tad stressful. Constantly being on guard. Being watched. And having to watch....
Come Sunday we did some relaxing and my family and I went for some family pictures. Taken by me. After a long drawn out drama filled moment with my daughter I snapped. And felt very guilty. As in brought me to tears. After I brought her to tears.
This week marks some tough trauma-versery's.
And it is only Monday.