I remember the day my h moved out vividly. I was sick with worry on how I was going to handle it.
I had built it up so much in my mind.
And I am not going to lie, it was difficult. But, it was not nearly as bad as I imagined.
It was sad for me and our son. It was. We made it through. And there was a kind of relief. I felt I could breathe a bit, ya know? I didnt have to think about what I was saying or doing.
So, dont make it bigger than it is. Dont get me wrong, it is big, but, we have a tendency to work ourselves up over things we have no control over.
This is something she feels she needs to do. And loving unconditionally means you want her to figure herself out.
Make sure you eat, rest, excerise and pray if you are so inclined.
