And I kept laying in bed last night thinking. "I'd leave if the kids weren't involved." Made me cry. But I am staying because I love them more than anything. Some people will think that is a cope-out but I don't. That's how I feel. I need to stay. I can't leave them. That's my boundary. And I'm willing to live in this M until...until when? I just don't know that answer. And that freaks me out.
