It finally happened
Feb. 27th, 2008 04:07 pmI hit Linnea.
She's fine, I'm in shock. Alarmingly, I entertained the idea of asking her not to tell anyone for several seconds. There is no justification for it - it wasn't necessary, it wasn't helpful, it wasn't rational - I just lost my temper and didn't stop myself.
I think she forgave me quite quickly. Part of me is relieved; I'm getting this blasted, blasted implant out in a week anyway, and I've been dreading the possibility of losing my temper for months, and now I have, and she's ok with it. She was shocked and angry, which is good - she wasn't afraid or guilty-feeling.
Apart from being briefly shocking, it didn't much affect her behaviour for good or ill for the rest of the time before nursery.
I want to go to bed and cry.
She's fine, I'm in shock. Alarmingly, I entertained the idea of asking her not to tell anyone for several seconds. There is no justification for it - it wasn't necessary, it wasn't helpful, it wasn't rational - I just lost my temper and didn't stop myself.
I think she forgave me quite quickly. Part of me is relieved; I'm getting this blasted, blasted implant out in a week anyway, and I've been dreading the possibility of losing my temper for months, and now I have, and she's ok with it. She was shocked and angry, which is good - she wasn't afraid or guilty-feeling.
Apart from being briefly shocking, it didn't much affect her behaviour for good or ill for the rest of the time before nursery.
I want to go to bed and cry.