H helped me put up the Christmas tree...I did the work, whilst he played with S5 then he put the lights in the tree and I decorated it with the kids.

After H left, I decided to move the tree, so I pulled it to the other side of the room.

It fell, it was CHAOS, the tree fell apart and I didn't have the strength to get it back up again in one piece (it's a fake tree) so it fell appart ! I held it crying and crying...I was so upset.

I saw the tree as my life...all broken, scattered and no idea where to start over...

ALl I could do was to slowly start picking up the pieces, unraveling the lights taking off the decorations..D7 helped me for a bit...so sweet. I was still crying. I told the kids to go to bed by themselves, that I couldn't help them tonight, I cried about that too....in the midst of it all I sent H a TM saying 'I moved the tree and it fell, why does this kind of thing keep happening to me?' he replied later that D7 had told him and that these things happen, not to worry too much about it. I sent him another one saying that I was very upset, even crying and that I had sent the kids to bed by themselves, that I was a bad mother, that I'm just not doing too well. He replied to just try to relax that things like this happen and to take it easy.


Guess I'm not doing too good. I feel that I want to isolate from everyone. Just want to be home and not see anyone...

Is it possible that a person just breaks down, because of emotional pain? I think I may be heading that way.


Love Cinders xxx

"In the depths of my winter, I realized there is within me an invincible summer" Albert Camus

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