#reallifestory #coparentinglife 🤦🏽♀️🤦🏽♀️🤦🏽♀️This lovely Saturday afternoon I was afforded the opportunity to try comforting my 5 & 7 year old via text since their dad won’t let them talk to or see me until I ‘abide by his rules’. I don’t share this part of my life for pity or sympathy; I can’t even wipe my ass with that let alone mend a broken a heart. I open my life to my social media followers for that 1 person who might be facing what I am or knows someone who is. The hardest lesson I had to learn is that enduring this pain takes far more strength than ignoring it. Trying to pretend like everything is perfect was WAY FUCKING HARDER. Like putting a show for no audience yet still acting my heart out. It’s okay to not be okay ! Not everyone is gonna have the “perfect” or ideal situation that society makes people believe they have to live up to. I had children with my first boyfriend; 21 years I’ve known this man. Yet here we are- strangers who can’t stand one another yet have 2 small people to provide for. And it’s PAINFUL. And THAT’S LIFE. I’m still an amazing woman and mother but you know what ? My heart is ripped to shreds on a daily basis missing my babies and I’m gonna talk about that just as openly as I do everything else. “I’m happy and hurting and healing all at the same time” 😣. Thanks for letting me vent on my account about real life shit & not memes and filtered pics. 🤙🏽♥️ #growth #mentalhealthawareness #selfcare #prayformybaby both of them, they’re hurting too 💔 https://www.instagram.com/p/BzBb031JLo-/?igshid=ytg7yt79oxpb
