I didn't have a whole lot going on over the weekend, but a turn for the worst with my MIL turned my mindset upside down. She basically in her pain of loving me like a son, and hurting for her daughter, and dealing with her own pains she has been dealing with, started a fight with my W, which then my W turned on me. I feel like all of the great progress we made, was turned upside down. The W was not happy that she was woken up at 6:30 am on a Saturday to get yelled at, and took it out on me. I was completely crushed and heartbroken that I was being cast out. I went all weekend on a few bites of food, I was extremely sick, and really had a hard time.
I still went out with my re-united after 20 years siblings. It was weird, but it went ok. Couldn't eat much, but managed to have a decent time. Went to a football party, and I dont even like football. Had an OK time there too. Yesterday I spent some time with a friend and his wife. Same thing, had an OK time.
Today I do not feel massively better by any means, but maybe one little tiny spec better, which is something. Ate a little bit. I have a coaching session today, and a therapy appointment today.
Me:34 W:33 R: 15 years M: 7 years W moved out: 11/21/15 BD: 11/20/15 - ILYBINILWY, PA once LRT: 12/14/15
