Alone again… Naturally

Another Saturday night… Alone.

DH is out with our friends. I sit at home. Alone

Oh he doesn’t”keep” me here…i keep me here. I’m welcome to come with him. But I feel awkward and uncomfortable… I don’t feel like I can breathe right when he and I are in social situations together. It is nothing he is doing to me intentionally. It’s something inside of me.

And so I sit here a different kind of miserable. I don’t know which is better. Either way I’m alone