Ouch

Feeling pretty low after two of my kids told some horror stories about how I acted in the months post DDAY.  To be fair, I was drugged out of my mind, but damn.  I was on drugs for pain (narcotics, muscle relaxants, and yay, my fave: anticonvulsant/nerve pain drugs) and was emotionally and mentally a wreck, so yeah.  Still.  I am appalled at my behavior.
I guess we all do the best we can, but as I've been struggling with some self esteem issues, it doesn't do well to think, "Gee, I'm a shit mom on top of everything else."
Both kids were quick to assure me that, "We knew it was just the drugs you were on and it was only during that time..."
But geeze.  No excuses, right?  Sigh.