Last night was rough. I was feeling so angry at my H. Today it has been 11 years since we lost our first son to a lung malformation. This is the first year that I'm facing this alone. I feel like my H is doing everything he can to hurt me. Even though he's already done that by leaving us.
Me: 33 H:33 M: 11 yrs S: 3/8/13 H came home: 3/10/13 S for second time: 3/16/13