I never know from one day to the next what to expect from you. I sometimes don't know from minute to minute how you will react to even the most mundane daily happenings. It's like walking on eggshells every minute of my life. Even the most innocent of remarks can send you off into one of your rages. The stress is sometimes more than I can bear.
Today is a bad day.
They seem to come along just when things are going pretty good, or at least seem to be. I am between you and the children. I am between you and society. I am between you and the world. But each time I am put in that position, I get a little weaker.