Sometimes, the problem is everyone feels misunderstood. And at the same damn time.
When the day has been long and anxiety ridden, and the night stretches long with more anxious moments ahead, you wonder, snap or ignore? The other person, is wondering the exact same thing. When you feel angry enough to not want to speak to anyone, the other person is probably debating the same thing: to vent or not.
I always remind myself that. And rush forward with the olive branch. And then get very angry when this is met with a less than completely amenable response.
Of course, it works better just to let things be. Until sanity and peace is restored. But, and it's a big but, it's so bloody hard to control yourself till then!