Woke up today, really struggling. Missing my children, my family. I'm just a few weeks away from some judge decree-ing that we're divorced. How am I supposed to feel about that? My family thinks that I've had two years to prepare. What they don't get it that two years will never prepare you for the end of your marriage. Even if it was bad you still go through stages of grief.
I hate weekends. The ones where I'm alone seem to drag by.
I lost it yesterday and broke down and cried. In front of the kids. They drew me pictures to cheer me up. I have been so strong but yesterday I just cried. Felt about a half inch tall too.
I'm human. Today I just feel alone.
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