I think I've said before, Char and I don't fight often. We either agree or let things go, and when we argue it tends to be over stupid things. Like laundry. But today she posted a picture on Facebook, and I let my temper get the better of me. We had one of those fights that doesn't even require words; the tension in the house was thick enough the kids were uncomfortable, and I went to the dojang to avoid letting it get any worse.

From the outside, my upset over having that picture posted online seems petty, but I have my reasons. Char knows what they are and she understands them. For the most part she agrees with them. So when I logged onto Facebook and saw it, I was not happy and I let her know it.

I'm an idiot, and I overreacted.

They're her kids, too, and she has every right to share them with her friends. My paranoia is my own, and I can only inflict it on my family for so long. That doesn't mean I'm about to open up, it just means I recognize that I'm a little too tightly wound where some things are concerned.

And I apologize to my wife if I embarrassed her.