I know, CTH. I'm moving out on Friday.

I don't know what I was thinking. Well, actually that's not true. I know what I was thinking. I was making excuses for her because I so desperately wanted for it to work. The kids took it so hard, which is why I think she asked me to come home. However, if she didn't truly want to work at it, all we did was hurt the kids more by getting their hopes up and dashing them.

This time, hard as it is, I'm going dark. I'm getting my own life together separate from her. It's been a long time since I've done anything other than worry about the divorce.


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