Name-calling is my vice

Last night, my partner was probably overwhelmed. It was his day off but he takes care of paying the bills each month and I just pulled part of the rent out of the bank, he did the rest. I was pretty rude and called him a jerk and felt immediate remorse for that. It hurt on the tip of my tongue like it had been poked by a double-edged-sword. I realized and didn’t speak up that I should have a lot of respect, appreciation, and gratitude and in retrospect I could have helped deplete his stress by giving him a massage. Now he’s resting the next morning, and I’m reflecting on my mistakes. I’ll let them go and next time I’ll let the positive thoughts flow every time something negative arises.

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