Max once pointed out to me the incongruity of my having posted this about Mona, immediately followed by this. But if nothing else, this past week helped me to see that the kind of person that Mona is tends to bring out these kinds of conflicting emotions.
Add to this the fact that we are working with a lack of sleep and a lot of raw emotions this week to begin with, and maybe I shouldn’t be surprised that things got ugly today.
I don’t know how much more to say, but suffice to say that I am torn, yet again, and utterly confused about how to approach this whole thing . . . it’s difficult right now because this time Mona crossed the line, even for her being Mona, and I just can’t see any way to justify or excuse her behavior/words in this situation.
I wish boundaries were the easiest thing in the world to figure out. I wish that I always knew the right thing to do in situations like this.
I especially wish I hadn’t fallen in love with that baby.