No reason. I figure if I come here and yell and scream and cry then all the stuff I want to say to H and the plastic pinata I will hold back.
Just feeling angry and sad. Went for a 2 mile walk last night on the beach walk. Thought it would clear my head but all I could do is think about where my life went. The only joy I have is with my girls the rest is crap. I go to the gym, yoga, read, try and get out and all I feel is empty. I want to go see H and beg him, beat him, cry, and ask for our life back. BUT I know it will do no good. That is why I am here. He needs to come to his own realization and as long as PP is in the picture he will never come out of it.
I think woulda, coulda, shoulda and why did we come here? If, if, if. This move destroyed my M. What I thought would be so good for our family, left us abandoned.
I know I can't do anything but pray and come here and get my daily fix of support. I truly need it these days.
Me 53 H 50 D16, D29 M 22 years bomb 7/08 INH - alien pod replaces H 8/08 - OW (direct report), I work there also bomb II - H moves 10/1 expose ow 10/22 D to be final 9-09
