Thank you broke. I think the sorrow sits within me as I'm able to put on a face, be functional and trudge through. These are just my thoughts and verbalizing what's going on inside my heart.
I just wish I had some sort of glance of hope that H will turn away from what he's doing and come back. No, I'm not counting on it but I do have hope.
I just got home from GALing: found a class that has an interesting take on yoga so I went there and loved it! I'm going to do it once a week. Been applying for jobs all day and trying to figure out other crap that I am being forced to deal with.
Ugh journaling: I noticed that when I am feeling overwhelmed, any and every loud sound drives me crazy. I wish I could just get a break. Wishing my H would realize what he has done...and more importantly that he has the power to change this and be my H again.
"Be messy and complicated and afraid and show up anyways."