I wonder if PTSD is associated with what happens to me at night. I wake up with this jolting surge through my body as I have a memory or realization of my life or something. It all happens with within a split second.
Anyway... what a weekend. Xh has spent every night since Thursday at hww. It's whatever. Im adjusting, and not the reason I'm posting. My kids have been gone pretty much all weekend, and I've been alone. It's OK. Probably best as I collect myself.
However, earlier, I saw xh rolling by, almost at a stop he was creeping by so slowly. It actually happened twice within an hour. He must have been going to bil, then leaving again. Whatever, I really wasn't paying attention and been doing a good job not to. But, it caught my eye bc he may as well drove up through the yard and looked through the window.
I didn't realize he went back to bil.. bc I hadn't paid attention. But I just got a text from him. "How are you doing?"
It's so annoying. He spends all last weekend, then every night since Thursday there. He finally decides to leave and has the time and concern to send that to me. I mean, really?
