It's fortuitous that this popped up today. I absolutely lost it in the worst way today -- no hitting, but shouting so horridly that I think it could fairly be called verbal abuse. I had to call my husband to come relieve me for a while, because the aftershock of shame was overwhelming.

I firmly believe that if there is a real devil, one of its name is Shame, so I am really grateful to be able to look back at this thread, take a deep breath (or 50), and move forward. When we have a place to be honest with each other, Shame can't corner us into isolation.

So thanks again.

Shaun
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