2 years of this and I still feel like I'm in the midst of this cr@p instead of leaps and bounds from where I should be. (At least for this weekend.)
Maybe because it's father's day weekend?
I still constantly think about my sitch and wonder how it will turn out. My compassion for H is definitely there, but I'm also tired of making excuses for his poor behavior and actions. I'm having trouble getting over his stupidity for the kind of girl he's with. H is such a cliche.
I've been asking myself if H is really the person I want to be with and lately, the answer is always NO. Maybe I can't get over the idea of who H used to be and the dreams I had for our family. I am actually embarrassed to call the person he is today my H.
I don't doubt he suffered/is suffering from some sort of crisis, but after so long with no signs of sorting himself out, maybe this is the new H. Maybe he will never reach his full potential. It's sad, but it happens.
I brought D up to MIL last week. Staying true to their family's ways, MIL avoided the topic and made herself busy.
Upside and peace: I had a pseudo house-warming by celebrating S's birthday at our new home with friends. I would have loved for you to have joined us as well.
Last week, a clairvoyant told me that I lack self-love. My dad often says I sell myself short. Guess that's what I need to be working on.
