Who else feels defensive inside sometimes when your husband innocently asks "what did you do today". Him meaning nothing by it but a passing conversation, but your guilt takes over after reviewing the day of hours spent on Insta, watching Bach in paradise that has been recorded; or just simply starring off into space for 3-9 hours at a time all while wondering how you could have polished off an entire sleeve of Oreos during your black out phase. Not to mention looking down 5 minutes before he...
