This has been the hardest week of my life. Moving out Friday and Saturday was the most emotionally and physically exhausting experience of my life. Really horrific for me, realizing that it was actually happening. But I did manage to get it done, and get the new place set up. Kids are doing their first sleepover tonite.

I feel like I haven't recovered from the trauma of the move. I am woozy, in a fog, and get easily overwhelmed by everyday tasks. I start something, or think of doing something, and a wave washes over me, floods me. Sometimes I can push thru and get it done, other times I can't. Still having trouble sleeping, doc and I are on the third different prescription drug and still I get just a few hours a night.

People tell me this is all natural, but it is terrible and it feels like I am going crazy. Hope to get some relief soon.


Me:42 W:41
M:12 T:3
D7, D7, S5
Sep#1 Winter 2012 for 4 months
W divorce bomb 6/9/14
Started "in-house separation" 7/2014
W files for D 8/28/14
I move out 9/27/14