I know that we will all be alright, it just stings in the moment, like losing a limb; you won't recognise yourself if you grew it back.

My parents divorced when i was 7 and i never noticed until i was like 9, and then it was only because my father was never there when he promised.

My tummy is a little anxious as the WW is still not home and its 11pm already. I need this though, I need to feel it. Am done with feeling down tho. Won't fight that feeling.
Am going out tomorrow night all alone but only after I say sleep time prays with my son and WW. For what its worth, i've got to have him feel he's got a family for as long as possible.


Just cos things are going right, doesn't mean that they were always wrong.