And there is no right or wrong. You're doing the best you can, every day.
A few things I try to keep in mind..
If the emotions are mixed, avoid the blender.
If everything starts boiling in the stew of life, don't stir it with your finger.
Nice deep breaths are wonderful.. getting all that oxygen rich blood to the brain.
I imagine the action of my spouse as a pretty big deep wound on my body.. usually my arm. What he did hurt... alot. How I treat the initial wound determines how it heals. If I keep picking on it, poking and probing it.. it doesn't get much better, sometimes even worse. For a while all I could do was look at that gaping wound. It took almost all my attention. Eventually it becomes an arm again, something damaged but usable. I find my laughter, my body as a whole, the 'boring' in life rather than the emotionally charged existence. It heals as much as I let it heal.
So.. big guy.. there are no answers.. just you.. the man, the dad with open arms and cuddliciousness for your kids. The stillness in time realizing this is just the tip of the iceberg. Choices. Triage.
You don't need this but here's permission to cry, to let go, to drop the well crafted entertaining and/or engaging posts. Do what helps heal.. you... emotionally, physically, spiritually..
