I have to admit that lately the stress being caused by the baby’s new stage has started to get to me.
I’ve been angry.
I’ve been sullen.
I’ve been bitter.
I’ve started to act anxious and paranoid.
Truth be told I’ve even been wondering if this whole having children thing is worth it.
Now on top of all this, these feeling have the audacity to make me feel guilty for feeling them.
Then, this morning, I ran across the movie There Will Be Blood on Netflix. I’d been meaning to watch it because it’s supposed to be a pretty good flick and I wanted to know for awhile now why so many of my friends threaten to drink my milkshake.
So I watched it.
If you haven’t seen it or know nothing about it, it is not, IS NOT, a feel good movie. But it made me feel better. It made me feel better because no matter how bitter, angry, paranoid and sullen I get, at least least I’ll never be as bad as the asshole that movie is about.
I mean… Just… That fucking guy. Wow.