It gets better. Or it doesnt.

 33 years of living. 10 years of marriage. Birthed two kids that are literally me. Sometimes, things are just going so well. Sometimes, it gets really bad that I dont feel like talking at all. Knowing myself, I get pissed a lot and when I'm mad, my mouth can get really light and I dont give a damn. But once I feel like really disappointed, you wont hear a thing from me at all. And if that time comes, do know that it means I gave up.