realizations that I’ve rather not have had
The Bee acts badly when she’s mad at me for going away. I’m beginning to see that she does it because then she can tell herself that my leaving has something to do with her behavior, not something that is totally out of her control.
This sucks. A lot.
I guess it’s good for her to feel control. I wish it didn’t mean that we were fighting the whole time I’m at home. I wish that she would just tell me that she’s mad at me for working too much, or traveling too much, instead of making it about how I ruined her life because she can’t find her purse.
But I guess she wouldn’t be 8, then.
