It is a constant internal battle that everyone faces. Usually, for most people their good side wins out.
I most admit that right now by Bad side is winning. Gloating in his glory actually. And getting bigger on a daily basis. And there is nothing that I can do about it, but accept his victory over my happiness.
Our surrogate reports that she has morning sickness. And all I can do is celebrate.
There is NO thought of - I hope you get better.
Just the opposite. I am waiting for the next morning sickness report with glee!
Keep them coming! May I have another!
Her morning sickness directly leads to my happiness.
Being happy, because someone else is sick, without a doubt makes me a bad man.
I must admit that today - I'm okay with my bad-self.