I’m not the woman I was a few years ago or even a year ago but I still like to hold her hand and remind her she did her best with what she knew
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I’m not the woman I was a few years ago or even a year ago but I still like to hold her hand and remind her she did her best with what she knew
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I’ve reached the “no one is ever going to love me again and I’m going to die alone” stage of grieving my marriage
My therapist told me I was a good client and my brain went “ yes! I am getting good grades in therapy!”
Divorce is officially filed with the court as of this morning. The next 6+ months are gonna suck.
I filed for divorce this week. I have zero desire to reconcile so why drag it out?
Homeboy is DEEP in denial. He thinks a few therapy sessions, stepping up with the kids more, and sobriety are going to sway me like I haven’t been BEGGING for these things for years.
I don’t know how to reconcile the fact that my husband’s therapist keeps giving him ideas on how to show his commitment and my therapist keeps saying “girl run! This is manipulation!”
I’m exhausted and I was hoping my kids would just sleep in older kid’s bed together so they wouldn’t be alone, but I could have some time alone. they both lost their shit so now they’re in my bed…
Like being the “preferred parent” was rough. Being the “only parent” is draining.
the current administration would totally fall for the Trojan horse. they'd take promo pictures of it on the white house lawn and the president would be on TV talking about how it's made of a big beautiful American lumber or some shit.
My folks and I did some more cleaning getting rid of old stuff and the *energy* in here is so much better l
Aaand now both kids are in bed with me
I made the tiny goblin sleep in her own bed tonight. I have so much rooooom!
Toddler continues to sleep my bed. I just asked her if she knew what personal space was and she breathed “no” into my ear.