And I hate it.
I honestly thought I would feel stronger, kwim? I felt stronger in September when his latest affair was brought to light. I felt like I would be ok, like no matter what the universe had my back and was helping me.
Now I'm terrified. Nothing makes sense and it is more than I want to do to just get out of bed. I'm second and third guessing everything and despite the support from my family I feel so alone.
I guess I just want a hug, just to feel better or at least not so overwhelmed.
I had the reality of my husband's affairs brought home to me over the weekend so maybe that's contributing to my mood. I mean, I knew they were real, hell, I documented all of them. But they were real in an abstract kind of way, kind of how I know the planet Jupiter is real but it isn't all up in my face....
What are you pretending not to know?
At any rate, I'm sure it will get better, right? Or does it just continue on like this?
I hate this for all of us.
him idiotic sex addicted, hormone addled, porn watching, post pubescent male with a walking hard on for anything without a penis
4 kids 15 13 12 8
Earned my *F* the hard way; no longer defining mysel