I hate this. I hate the feeling of losing control. I thought I had things in check, but I cannot face a life of angry encounters about schedules for kids. There has to be a better way. The man I saw tonight pick up my son is NOT the man I fell in love with and have loved for so long. The man he has become is not likeable. I wonder if that's how he sees me. I guess I don't have to wonder, he decided a long time ago that he was done with me. I just want to take my kids and run away.
Me 45 M 25 yrs; T 31 yrs;bomb 8/15/06; moves out 7/18/08 D 18, D 14, S 12