Quick vent:

I used to love the weekends. Look forward to the respite and chance to reboot from work. I now hate the weekends and use work to get a pma so I can not react to any negativity I encounter from my w.

But really, the weekends are lonely. I run errands, fix broken things mainly by myself. And I spend some time with the kids and maybe some time with my w in the room.

But I miss having a connection, sharing myself with someone who shared back to me. Instead, my wife goes to bed and I fumble around on guitar while I watch bad tv. Bleh, I want more.

I'll try to steel myself to lay beside my wife in bed in a little bit. Might take a side trip into a pint of ice cream first, though....

Self pity session over. Time to remind myself of what I am thankful for. My health. My loving, adorabletc, children. The sun warming my face. A job I love with a boss that respects me. A roof over my head. Two cars without problems. The ability to think for myself. Skills that make me independent. Friends across the country that will support me in my hour of darkness. For the strength to persevere, no strive, when others fail or give up. For the mental toughness to not lose my cool when provoked. For a friendly nature that let's me talk to strangers. For ex-bosses that care about me, that want me to succeed.

OK I'm crying now but feeling much better. Night all, and I'm going to make a point of rereading that list when I wake up


Me-38 W-38; T-15 M-12;
S10 and S6
BD - July 2016; EA confirmed; confronted Aug 2015
EA dissolved 12/2016

Never make someone a priority when all you are to them is an option - Maya Angelou