This morning after the kids got on the bus, my sister called. As soon as I heard her voice I started to cry. She is my very best friend and she really knows when I need her... My daughter has had a few bad weeks. It caught me off guard, she had been doing very well; and I didn't realize how much it affected me. My anxiety levels are high and I could tell that the last few days the tears were lingering just below the surface. My DH is NOT equipped to handle any sort of emergency, especially this one. He has not been a source of support. He is oblivious, but I can not manage that right now, so it's on the shelf and I've been dealing with everything on my own. It is cathartic to cry and I do feel better - stronger even.
I will not eat. I will go to work. I will make it through another day. Eventually things will get better. I have a great family, and even my husband - for as mad as I am at him for emotionally abandoning our family - he is not a bad person, just incapable and we eventually will get to our relationship. For now, one day at a time.
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Thanks :)
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