Crying as I write this. I woke up this morning and thought I'm never going to get better. I'm stuck slogging through life while his life is just fabulous. He didn't have to give up anything but a few stinking dollars in support. He'll build another house, buy a shiny new truck, marry someone else, travel, etc. I get to figure out how to feed myself on $50 a week while he and his new wife are deciding which tile would look better in the master bathroom.
I picked up the book The Power of Now to find comfort and it said "you think you can't get there (happy) from where and who you are at this moment because you are not complete or good enough..." This is when I started sobbing.
