We had the first exchange since probably March that was civil. This is all due to me. I’m the one who usually throws in a dig or insult or swears. I did a lot of metaphorical flinging of my poo at him. I lash out when I’m hurt. I’m not proud of it, it’s just the truth. It’s like saying, “Hi, I’m Linley, and I’m a
n alcoholic poo flinger.”
I feel lighter! Any fellow poo flingers out there? How do we stop?