Lets just say I was ready to call him up and tell him we needed to get everything taken care of. I was ready to call it quits. No reason other than I was home alone, depressed and bored.
I did the smart thing by not calling him or texting him. I sat back and let the enemy take over but then fought him off when I finally got my strength back.
When I picked the girls up from his place, I called to joke with him about something (regarding a remark made by him to the kids), and he was full of laughter and so, the enemy was vanquished (for the time being).
I am just taking things slowly today, trying to get my head back on straight.
Fair enough T2, and we all go through those phases where we sit and think man this just sucks and why the hell am I doing this. It's getting through those periods with strength and dignity that helps them pass easier each time.
I know it's still tough on you, but you are doing great......
