Thanks for that advice, I knew it didn't sound right. Thankfully, Thanksgiving is over. I did well at my dad's house, people were drinking beer, and I was able to survive. It is very strange how I can now smell beer from across the room. My emotions did get the better of me on the drive home, I really do miss my W. I couldn't get her out of my head all day. Later in the evening she called to tell me she was on the way to pick up S, we talked on the phone for about 20 minutes mostly about her job. She did have a good laugh when I told her our S found some of his Christmas presents and tricked me into letting him have them (it was quite clever how he did it too). She picked up S and pretty much did a hit and run this time. I did mention that the IC is going to be giving her a call Monday to set her up an appointment with another IC for her PTSD. Not much of a reaction out of her. I really hope she goes to this, because I think the PTSD is one of the biggest obstacles in our way. I also told her S is feeling much better, she said sorry for leaving him with me for 3 days while he was sick. I told her I didn't mind and really appreciated how she took care of him whenever he is sick. I know how much she does, and explained I don't mind sharing the responsibility. She seemed surprised with that, and said she didn't mind doing it that is why she never asked for help. The only thing else she pretty much said was her grandparents made a plate of food up for me (yep they still love me too :P) and ran out the door. I can't blame her for doing the hit and run though, she has a 17 hour work day tomorrow (works at an electronics store). Another emotion bomb hit me when she left. It never stops being painful watching your family leave your home to spend the night elsewhere.
M 33 W 29 S 4 M 5 T 7 11/7/11 Separation, W moves in with parents 12/1/11 W: "IDLY, I'm not coming back, it's over" 1/7/12 D Bomb Dropped