I often feel rudderless, as I did today. When I do feel this way, I try to sit still in the sitch, and keep some semblance of self-care going, hoping that the fog will clear in a bit, and allow me to see a better direction. You DBers are wonderful lighthouses for such fog.
Journaling
When XW called to say g'night Sun night, S6 blurted out "No, I'm sick of it. I'm sick of talking to Mom on the phone when I'm with you and talking to you on the phone when I'm with her. I'm sick of our family being apart." I told XW we'd call her back, and I listened to him say more, told him I was sick of it, too, but that it was how it is, and that we'd make the best of it.
Today was a rough day. I felt down - likely the remnants of my cold, fatique regarding taking care of a sick S6, and the ~1yr anniversary of my XW's bomb. Halloween was nice yet bittersweet. Celebrating any holiday in split manner just sort of stinks. S6 and I made the most of it, going over to friends' house for dinner and then trick-or-treating with their son and S6.
This feels like a thick patch of fog. Anyone have a light?
