Thursday, June 11, 2009

Crying in The Bathroom

Let's face it; as much as I would like to think I've got it together, it's a lie. I am often overwhelmed by the stress of

--caring for my son
--maintaining my two "real" jobs
--caring for my boyfriend
--caring for myself

There are more items that I could add to this list but it would literally take me all day so I'll spare you the gross details.

The truth is, I am stressed out. There I said it. I've had enough and I want to freak out. So what do I do? I go to my favorite freak out place: the bathroom.

One very wise mother of two turned me on to this fantastic space to cry in. Some people swear by screaming into a pillow, throwing things. I say go to the bathroom, take a shower and cry your eyes out. It works for me!

So next time you feel like you are going to loose your mind. Give your child to someone you trust and go cry in the bathroom!


  1. Eek. I'm going to pretend I never read this!

    Trust me, though, the kids get bigger and - eventually - it DOES get better!

  2. Awww! Sometimes you have to do what you have to do!! Feel good!

  3. The bathroom was my sanctuary when I was growing up because it was the only room in the apartment with a lock on the door.
    I imagine it is like this in a lot of houses.

    Also the tiles were cold and calming to lie on.

  4. At least you didn't freak out at the chief of cardiology at a major hospital. Although now we are BFFs.

  5. I agree that the bathroom is one of the few escapes one has, adult or child. I used to came telephone calls in the hall closet.

  6. I remember you telling me about the glorious nature of the hall closet. And the apple cider you created in there...


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