I thought I was doing so well... but I'm having a hard time breathing. Every few minutes I have to take in a big gulp of air through my mouth and then let it out. It makes me feel a tiny bit better for a tiny fraction of a moment.
I'm scared.
I'm leaving my home over the course of the next week.
I'm leaving my belongings, my garden, my cat, my marriage, my LIFE.
It's a HUGE adjustment. Sometimes I feel so confident and "ready". Other times I feel like I'm crumbling... like the world is crumbling around me.
I know this will pass and I will be OK. But HOLY F*CK.
M: 37 H: 36 Married: Aug 13, 2004 Decision to Divorce: July 20, 2008 Reconciled: September 2008 Current: Ambivalence