Yesterday was a big day. A really really really big day.
There were some developments leading me to have high hopes that my situation with my children will move forward within the next month. Part of me is thrilled, relieved.
I also saw how far my STBXW was willing to go with accusations. Part of me is stunned, sad, angry.
Part of me is cautious and wary. I don't really trust that good news will come, even though I have strong indications. I don't believe it.
And part of me is just absolutely utterly exhausted from the past year-plus. I'm so mentally and emotionally tired of living under the microscope.
I have so many mixed emotions rattling around. Big emotions. But I feel completely okay for now handling them, observing things and letting them settle down. Meanwhile I'm in a semi-state of shock.
It's possible my STBXW is going to make things even worse. I'll face that if it comes. The things I heard yesterday were truly appalling. But I handled myself calmly and assertively. No way I could have done that a year ago.
