You meant to stay calm. You tried to stay calm.
But then something tipped.
A comment. A lie. The same old fight. A tone that hit your nervous system like a gut punch. And before you could stop yourself, it happened.
You. Lost. It.
Maybe it was a text you shouldn't have sent.
Maybe it was yelling in the driveway when you swore you’d never go there again.
Maybe it was in front of the kids. Gawd forbid.
Now you’re sitting in the aftershock, wondering if you’ve undone everything you’ve worked so hard to rebuild.
That shaky inner voice whispers:
“Did I just make things worse?”
“Am I back at square one?”
“Will they use this against me forever?”
Here’s what I want you to hear loud and clear: A single messy moment doesn’t rewrite your whole story. It reminds you of what still needs tending to.