Things are going well in our home. Really, really well. I have absolutely no complaints.
We are starting to put our life back together. Talking about giving up his apartment. Doing home projects. Looking at new rings. Kids are happy and well adjusted. There aren't any big triggers that have surfaced, communication is great, therapy is great. It's great...all of it.
But I just want to crawl into bed and cry.
I don't want to work today. I want to be with my kids. Neither of these are an option today and I think it just makes me want it that much more.
I'm just so sad for some reason. We're 23 months out. Hot and heavy in affair season. Last year, I coped with the one year antiversary by getting a boyfriend.
I highly discourage anyone else from considering that plan!
I feel like I've been through all the normal grief stages plus the awful year two and the plain of lethal flatness.
Where is this crazy place I find myself now and when will it go away?? Am I just subconsciously dealing with what this time frame represents?? Our MC suggested making new anniversaries during this time will help.
I didn't have the heart to tell her I will still remember the "other" anniversaries.
Is it just there are so many good days that when the bad ones roll around, it catches me off guard??
I just don't know. Thoughts?