First day back in center started off rough. I ended up in tears.

DT did not want to be back at his old center. He expressed that in no uncertain terms. And was down right mean and hurtful to me.

Of course I told my mama, aunt, and kid what he said. I cried to his nurse for 30 minutes. I was a mess.

Then my kid said to me that I was only thinking of the situation in terms of myself, but I needed to consider his feelings.

I am so glad I didn’t respond in my hurt girl feelings. I am glad I didn’t lash out. He ended up feeling a little better about his new treatment center. Maybe we have found our happy medium with this new treatment location.

Pray for us. We are learning to navigate around this new lifestyle. I am so glad I’ve grown enough not to react with the same energy that was shown to me. I see my growth and I am proud of it 💜