a better day

Today was a day to suck it up and realize life goes on. It's not worth spending energy showing how angry I am. He knows I was mad and upset. He had his reasons for doing what he did and I had my reasons for feeling as I felt. Everything's leveled out again--I know I am not, perhaps never will be, completely understood. Maybe that comes from my inability to effectively explain myself, my feelings. Maybe it comes from his inability to duplicate what I'm saying, be it a language barrier or because we come from two completely different walks of life, or simply because I'm a woman and he's a man. Whatever the reason, what's done is done, and at the end of the day, if the love is still there, that's what matters.