"Would you like to start this time?"
"Yes, let me just put my phone away. What is that, a joint?"
"No it is Palo Santo. It’s incense that helps keep evil spirits away."
"Ughh, I know what you are thinking, just surrender to this smell."
"I am, I am! I didn't say anything, give me a break. Why do you always put me in a box that way?"
"Oh there you go again! I thought we were supposed to do a check in, not fight. That defies the whole point."
"Ok, ok. I am just trying to express...."
"Would you like to start us off this time, since I went first last time?"
"Yes. Ok. SO! I will start with gratitude as we always do. I am very grateful for your help with the kids this week, it really helped me focus on work and get a lot of shit done."
"And I am thankful for all the delicious meals you have cooked for us these past weeks, and for your courage and understanding of what I am going through."
"And my check in today, is that I feel a bit suffocated in the home. As I said, I ...I appreciate all you do...but I don't feel like I can express any opinions anymore...it is like you have no capacity to hear me out or for me to be myself."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean like I feel like I am walking on eggshells around you. It is like I have a gun to my head."
Keep reading with a 7-day free trial
Subscribe to In Search of Gumption to keep reading this post and get 7 days of free access to the full post archives.