Another thing. When she does come to the house my anxiety level goes way up. Why? Because I think about the things shes doing, the possible actions she might take to HURT me.
I want her to go away. Plain and simple. Just go away.
It hurts me that I WANT that, because I've loved her for so long and I still do. But that's what I want. And I feel guilty for wanting that but I KNOW that I have given up myself for so long to so many people that there's not 'frank' left.
And I have to save myself. I have to.
Don't worry guys, I get it.
She's desperate, broke, sees a bleak financial future. The kids are angry at both of us now but it's ME who has to actually deal with it the most since they live here.
The house is at foreclosure again and I'm trying to pull a rabbit out of my hat while dealing with all this crap. That's why she's gone, I need her to go away for a couple months at minimum so I CAN pull that rabbit out.
