Tonight I accidentally dropped a water bottle on my daughters head when we were dancing and hurt her. She’s angry at me for hurting her and told me you don’t hurt people you love. My son was mad at me for taking Zelda away and said “I don’t love you anymore because I thought

love was always happy and I’m mad at you and I don’t like yucky red heart love”

They both deserve their space to feel and its my job to take care of my own feels while they are mad and its hard. The anxious me wants to undo it all and explain myself and thats not what they need.

Sometimes we fuck up when we don’t mean to and idk if there’s a shittier feeling.

Love is something so heavy and precious to be trusted with. I don’t know the answer because I know I’ll drop the ball a million more times and be heartbroken every single time I do.

I hope you had a happy Love day today and not any yucky red heart love moments. https://abs.twimg.com/emoji/v2/... draggable="false" alt="♥️" title="Herz" aria-label="Emoji: Herz"> But if you did you aren’t alone. I’m sending your heart big love hugs. Find grace for yourself amongst the yuck.

Tomorrow we show up and try again. Tonight we cry and stress eat chocolate chips.