How do you guys deal with coming home to an empty house?
Or...something will happen during my day and I'll think...I want to tell my W about that, and before the thought is even finished I am interrupted with this new reality of shittiness.
I am back sliding again today. I need to stop, I need to get my head in the game before our meeting on Monday. Time for the gym again, I guess.
There's no easy way to deal with those things. I always came home to an empty house because my W would work later than me. But I start to get an uneasiness around the time she'd get home. I try to occupy myself, reading, phone conversation with a friend.
It's hard when your W is the person you want to reach out to when something happens and you can't anymore. Scrolling through the directory on my house phone, I see her name and almost hit dial all the time. It's like, oh yeah, that's who I want to talk to. Then I have to stop myself. It's a void that can't be filled and hopefully gets better over time.
