Ah the joys of the process. Stick a fork in me, I'm done. I'm completely done. I want nothing more to do with her. Yet, I notice that I still pay attention to some things. For example, I notice that she is trying to talk to me. Trying to get my attention and to make me jealous. I notice that she is still trying to get me to do things that she is unwilling to do herself. Like training a child, I will not be treated like that and I will not allow that behavior, but I notice it. Some of that is that we are still in the same house. Yuck.

So I guess I still have a way to go and that will be stumped until the house sells. I can deal, but what a painful way to move on. It's not lost on me that it must be difficult for her and the kids as well. My daughter said as much about her own pain and desires. I hear her. I don't care about the stbx's pain nearly as much as I have in the past. Slightly, but only because it's sad to watch. But I realize she did make her own choices and I am not going to live with them any longer.

So be it. Time to head to the beach for the weekend with my son.

AJ


"Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter" MLK
Put the glass down...
"Yesterday I was clever so I wanted to change the world
Today I am wise, so I am changing myself."