antlers, hang on honey, I'm gonna give you a little whack here. I walked (and filed for D) last year. And I couldn't see it through. You want to know why? FEAR. My kids said the same sh!t to me. Day in, day out. Not so good for the PMA. I cried myself to sleep every night. Couldn't they see I was trying to rescue them from a monster? No. They couldn't. I was ripping apart the only family they had ever known. This is the hard part. You have to let go of your expecations of others, and just work on you. Drop the rope with the kids.
Gardener is right. they'll be back. Someday. Trust me. Goldey
