I feel oddly detached from reality, like this is a dream. I just can't believe this is happening.
My poor kids.
holding,
Yes, the experience is surreal and the children are truly innocent victims. Hang in there, it will get better.
For me, when it became clear that we were going to separate and that things were going to get worse before they got better, my brain kicked everything up a notch or two or ten. I was the bad @ss from h3ll. When my wife would start into her spew, I'd give her one of those Samuel L. Jackson type speeches and she knew with certainty that I wasn't f*cking around.
Since the divorce, I'm not as much of a bad @ss anymore, but it's nice to know that part of me is there when I need it.
