Thanks raliced, for the advice and thanks OTW, for the vote of confidence.
Today was a rough day. I was served D papers at work today. Why at work? She did not have to do that to me. I was expecting them and I know that nothing has really changed, but it still hurts. I skimmed through the papers. I am amazed at the language. I feel like I am being charged with a crime. I am amazed at how low she is stooping and how malicious her camp has become. I must admit, I had a mini-meltdown, but I was able to recover and actually do my work. I did not eat much and I am pretty exhausted. I feel really weak. A friend put it into perspective for me. It is a grieving process. Every step of the way is a reminder of things lost that will never return. Intellectually I understand that I will get through this and find happiness on the other end, but viscerally I don't feel it at all right now. Instead, my mind is clouded with fears of the unknown.
