13 yrs and two kids pt. 2.

[Hurt213]

Update:

So thanks for your advice guys. I am continuing to GAL and have met a few new acquaintances through new activities I have tried out, so thats great.

Yesterday I had a close-call when a truck decided to ignore a full stop sign and yea, long story short, im alright, though a bit shocked and I need a new car (insurance will take care of it so its not a financial worry).

I informed WW of this, because she would need to pick kids up and stuff while I got checked out. She of course was worried and it was no problem at all for her (not that I expected it to be).

When I was released from the hospital I came home, got something to eat and I tugged myself on the couch with my kids (yea I needed that). WW tugged in the kids and then came to talk about todays event, she was obviously and clearly affected by what had happened.

I was really physically and emotionally drained so I had a hard time telling her off and keeping up my facade, so I let her talk and ask questions. She then began on her own initiative to talk about how she was certain that she shouldn't be with the OM - I mustered my strength and told her, that I really was not interested in talking about anything regarding him and her, and that I found it disrespectful to bring up, as I had told her before. She apologized and then said that she really saw the changes that had happened, however so much bad behaviour and negligence of the relationship had happened (depression, 2 small kids, and two full time jobs), so she didn't think we could R ever since she would be afraid to loose her newfound attributes such as confidence and maturity. I told her, that I could understand how she would be anxious of going back to that toxic old pattern, and I was not intersted in that either, and that I also saw some sides of her now, that I had been longing for.

I told her, that this is not the time to discuss anything. That I told her last week, what I needed to tell her, and that all human beings are responsible for the choices they make, all of them, so she needed to own up to her choices.

I then went to bed, took some pain meds (thanks doc!) and today I am sore as a cowboy loosing the rodeo..