Dinos Eat People and Marriages But Most Are Vegetarians

I’m not a dinosaur per se, but I have dinosaur emotions. In fact, we all have dinosaur emotions. Especially married people. I have a T-Rex inside me who sticks her head out of my ears when my husband and I are not having such a jolly time together and sensibilities have become prehistoric. This is when my T-Rex anger bares her dagger teeth and curls her ruthless claws. She might use her words — huffy ones, or dismissive — but mostly she’ll stay silent, and you will never know she’s there. But I know she’s there because she proceeds to gnaw my insides until I’m half a rawhide dog bone. Speaking of dinosaurs, one day I saw dinosaurs at the store. They weren’t real because dinosaurs died out long ago, but they were representative. I brought them home to make a joke in my kitchen. <img alt="" src="https://miro.medium.com/v2/resize:fit:560/1*VmoZ4o68bo7jvLmLljpv1A.jpeg" style="height:439px; width:700px" /> Dinosaurs are indeed people. Some days, when patience is at an all-time low, a Pterodactyl will drop in a heap inside me and silent-wail at the top of her lungs in a cataclysmic surrender. Spouses who’ve been around for over twenty years can sometimes have you throwing your hands up in futility. Things will never change. <a href="https://medium.com/age-of-empathy/dinos-eat-people-and-marriages-but-most-are-vegetarians-55418522727">Click Here</a>