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Thank you, Laura. That is so sweet. For whatever reason, I’m doing better today than I was yesterday. I had a lot to do at home to keep me busy. And the prospect of the trip has been a HUGE saving grace. Also, I had an interview this morning. Nothing big; just for a teacher aide postition at our middle school. It’s just a few hours a day, but it would get me out of the house, and at least get me started earning some money while I look for other prospects, go back to school, or whatever I need to do. So it felt good to go do that, and I’m crossing my fingers. Thank you again for thinking of me!! Big hugs back, Julie
Hi Z Girl,
I am also thinking of you today. I had a 25th anniversary day just like that. He did nothing except come home from work and say “Tough day, eh Dear?” I said “Not really.” What I should have said is one day isn’t tough but a wasted lifetime with you…now that is tough?
Nice that you are planning a weekend where you will NOT have to question if the people there care about you.HUGE HUG Karen x
Karen, thank you for thinking of me. Your last sentence gave me a big smile. Pretty amazing, huh? 🙂
And how awful for your 25th wedding anniversary–sometimes this SA crap feels worse than a death. And really, I’ve cried more in the past 6 months (not to mention two years ago), then I did when my dad died. Pretty f-ing sad.Oh shit! Hope you are okay, honey. yes, i agree, this is worse than a death of a loved one. why?
the loved one didn’t fuck us over. the loved one, LOVED us.
This is a death— the death of our soul, our belief system, our marriages (as we knew them, or just plain the end, for some of us)–
AND a fuck you, all in one!
Maybe that should be the title of my book?
“a death and a fuck you”
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