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I can live with it, it is my son that I am worried about. I cannot handle his pain. I have been doing what I can to give it every shot possible, but it is kind of hard when two people can be present in the same room and your by yourself. I cannot get a peep out of her, she has withdrawn from everything. If I had to guess what she was thinking while I was picking up our son last night, it would be that she wished I was dead, her life would be so much easier, she wouldn't have to have any excuses of what went wrong and why she did not want to lift a finger to see if anything could be salvaged. When son and I arrived at my place, the first thing he did was pull out our photo album of the wedding. Then kept asking why mom hated me when in the pictures she seemed so happy. I wanted to answer "because I am still here", but I behaved myself and just told him that sometimes people go thru some problems and not always happy.