What Doesn't Kill Us Makes Us Stronger

Or so we hope. Linz and I are having some troubled times, people. I think all the frustration with the process is finally coming to a head, and it sucks. I'm frustrated with myself, and frustrated with the process, and I'm taking it out on her. Totally shitty, I know.

Linz, if you want me to delete this post, I will.

I just wanted to say. . .I'm sorry. You apologized for being "nonhelpful and sort of mean," but I didn't apologize yet. I realized that last night. But I am. Sorry, that is. For being obstinate and bratty and also sort of mean. I'm a jerkface sometimes, as it turns out.

Love you, girlie. We may have further to melt down before we rebuild, but we will. Promise.

--Becca