I'm sort of stunned (really) that so many people read what I had to say about being angry, and are letting me know that I'm not alone, and that like that hackneyed old saw goes "it gets better" or at the very least it doesn't get worse and you will live to fight another day.
You are all awesome. (Are you coming to BlogHer? Can we have a hug? Or if that's too touchy-feely? A handshake and a cuppa coffee?)
On the whole - it has gotten better. Kids, those little sponges, pick up on all sorts of things. Even negativity and sarcasm. I'm working on myself to present a cheerful face, or at very least a neutral one. Finding a place to vent these frustrations, so I'm not the "why do you always make me cry, mama?" Mama. (Yes, Grampa, she said that.)
It's hard. But I am so many more things than this.