Summer_Baby84 :
I had met a young man who went to school with my kid, and he kinda became one of my kids too. One night, he was at my house and I was very overstimulated. My husband was coming at me with questions and I kept saying that I needed a minute because I was overstimulated, but he didn't stop until a snapped at him. The young man in question asked me if I was overstimulated, and I said that I was. He took my kids upstairs, told them to give me some space, then came downstairs and helped me. I was trying to clean my kitchen and listen to music, but my music wouldn't play for me and that was the final straw. He got my music to play for me and helped me clean up. My husband and I talked about that night, and he asked me why I yelled at him, but not the kid. I explained how the kid saw that I was struggling, and came to help me, while he ignored me saying that I needed a moment because I was overstimulated. I told him had he just done that, I would've been fine. He looked at me and said that he would never look at me as deeply as that young man did. Said young man was 17. That started the process of reflection for me. I had just met this kid a few months prior...and he saw me. My husband did not, and not only did he not see me, he didn't want to.
2026-06-30 03:29:53