After W went to her bedroom, I let the dogs out and went to my bedroom. Much easier to post from a laptop than a cell phone.
I am still amazed not that she filed, but the way she did it and had me served.
I dealt well with my anger and resentment. I just couldn't even look at her. The thought of being in the same room with her right now is unpleasant.
I spoke to the kids and made a lot of extra effort to be near them, hug them, kiss them and just be a dad. She can't take that from me.
Maybe the sadness will hit me a little later. Right now, I'm just angry and unbelievably disappointed in the way she is proceeding. But, if she wants real, it's about to get real.
