Your Moods Change Like the Weather & I’m Left Repairing Storm Damage

What must it be like -- I often wonder -- to sweep by in one of your moods and lash out in every direction with very little forethought in the moment? Terrible, I imagine. Like you're out of control. Because you are out of control in those moments.

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