I woke up late this morning again. I got the kids up and started getting them ready. Everything went well with getting them out the door and on the bus. I came back in the house and did my situps, laundry, dishes and other odds and ends just to keep myself busy.
My friends got off to work and I went to work myself. I got back from my run and I had 3 different messages from my soon to be x. I was almost floored by what he had said to me over the phone. I still feel nauseated. Now I am really stressed...I feel panicky. I am lost and really hurt by what he had said to me it is cruel and not fair.
My son and daughter got home and I get a hug from one and not the other. It really sucks, especially when I am the one they blame for all that is happening to all of us. I am really tired and stressed and the only way I get any rest is when I am working and then I am on auto pilot.
I think there is hope for all of us yet, just as long as we work together.
