I have an appt. on Monday to look at a possible rent house in the town where DS goes to HS. It's right down the street from my work.
WH only thinks about what he wants in this M. He won't address any things I want and need from him in this M. He ignores it and tomorrows a new day. I'm lonely, I'm sad.
Soooo, I'm putting my bitch boots on and moving on. I'm scared and nervous. I've never been like that, ever. WH's A has rearranged me.
I know I can do this, but shit, I'm 53 in a few weeks with a 15 yr old son and single parenting again.
Oh well, onward and upward.
Now, to figure out what color boots to wear! LOL
Big hugs to you and I am proud of your courage to be here.
"You never know how strong you are until being strong is all you have left"
dmari - Fire Engine Red! I'm on fire! LOL
I need ya'lls support to keep me focused. WH's PA tendencies, tend, of course, to make me feel guilty.
I want so much to leave. I have to.
WH has had 2 A's. I'm not willing to gamble with my Joy, what I deserve.
Please send the GREAT SI mojo that Monday works out and I get to rent the house. The owners only holdback is that I have two dogs. My dog and my grand-dog. DS29 is due back from Djibouti in Jan and will go on to complete his Degree in Plano.
Thanks ya'll! WDT
And never grow a wishbone, daughter, where your backbone ought to be. ― Sarah McMane
None of us want to do this but we all can and do. The first steps are the hardest - soon you'll be dancing the jig and twirling a baton.
((whattodo))
