First of all, it is neither easy nor satisfying to be a raging lunatic. It is actually painful to feel this annoyed and frustrated all of the time. My back and chest hurt from the insane amount of frustration I carry around all day. Before baby if I screamed and cried really hard I would be drained and happy again for at least a month. Now it seems like the minute I release the anger and frustration I make room for twice as much more.
I am so sick of being a miserable, cranky, angry bitch! I really am! I wish I was my old happy self. I promise I used to be a VERY happy, VERY easy going, choose my battles wisely kind of person. In fact I was closer to “doormat” than “aggressor” by far. Now I am the first person to want to start a fight or explain how you are an idiot with a crappy idea. God forgive me I know not what I do or say until I do it, and 9 times out of 10 I somehow feel like it was the right thing to do or say!