Treasur I've been sitting here crying tonight, I don't know why. Because he wouldn't look me in the eye again today, because the kids aren't here and I can, because I'm letting go of a bunch of pain I've stored forever, who knows.
I am a weepy mess, feeling sorry for myself but this post, as sad as it is, gave me hope. I hope to be where you are in about 2 months after I've gotten signatures to get out of this house and into the next (although who knows if keeping the peace will even get me there). He is still working us all hard to manipulate the situation.
I'm amazed that you can find the love in all of that. I don't think I could. I think I let go of that a long time ago. I think my tears now are more about me than him. I think I'm just feeling sorry for myself and I'm afraid about the vast unknown that lies ahead.
I envy you that little house by the sea. I admire your courage. I am impressed that you can lean into the finality of the situation.
