Today is our 13th wedding anniversary. Tomorrow is the 1 year anniversary of me finding out about the other woman, and two days after that is when we agreed to end the marriage. This weekend I'm moving out of my house. Basically the week sucks. Then throw in the anniversary of my miscarriage fourth of July weekend, and I may as well put myself back in the psych ward for the next 3 weeks.
Yesterday I spent the day mourning what had been my life. The boys went with their dad for father's day, and I lay in bed sobbing and crying and wishing it would all go away. I remembered all of the awesome fun times we had as a family. I thought about our wedding day, the days the boys were born. The fun times we had together. Tonight they will be with him too. I'm going to go for a long ride and run, and then come home and probably cry just a little more. Then, tomorrow, I will move on. I will pick up the pieces and stop blaming myself, stop analyzing what I could have, should have, might have done differently. I don't really miss him, but I miss being in love. Or at least thinking I was in love. I miss having someone to hug when I'm hurting inside. I miss knowing that someone cares. I miss the stability of being in a relationship. I miss being able to sit at the table with my children for dinner every night. I miss the future I thought I was going to have.
We hadn't been happy for a long time. We tried to be. We pretended to be. But we both knew something was missing.
I don't blame him. I don't hate him. I just hate the reality of the situation. I wish I had someone to lean on, and I don't. I wish I could just turn off the hurt, and the pain, and the disappointment. But I can't right now. So Today I will wallow in self pity. And tomorrow, I will be move on.
Yesterday I spent the day mourning what had been my life. The boys went with their dad for father's day, and I lay in bed sobbing and crying and wishing it would all go away. I remembered all of the awesome fun times we had as a family. I thought about our wedding day, the days the boys were born. The fun times we had together. Tonight they will be with him too. I'm going to go for a long ride and run, and then come home and probably cry just a little more. Then, tomorrow, I will move on. I will pick up the pieces and stop blaming myself, stop analyzing what I could have, should have, might have done differently. I don't really miss him, but I miss being in love. Or at least thinking I was in love. I miss having someone to hug when I'm hurting inside. I miss knowing that someone cares. I miss the stability of being in a relationship. I miss being able to sit at the table with my children for dinner every night. I miss the future I thought I was going to have.
We hadn't been happy for a long time. We tried to be. We pretended to be. But we both knew something was missing.
I don't blame him. I don't hate him. I just hate the reality of the situation. I wish I had someone to lean on, and I don't. I wish I could just turn off the hurt, and the pain, and the disappointment. But I can't right now. So Today I will wallow in self pity. And tomorrow, I will be move on.
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What I learned from the pain and mistakes of my past is to cherish her and our relationship. And to make each day count.
AND, I got 3 wonderful children who exist because of that earlier part of my life so there was a purpose and it was not wasted.
I believe that there is someone out there for you too. You just have to open yourself up enough, make yourself available, to feel it.
i have been there myself hun and with very little baby steps, moving forward 2 steps, back 1 and a lot of feeling of stuff i didn't like i'm a bit better all the time.
connect with me and let me know if you need anything ever -- and eric and pamela are the most awesome-est people to show that second miracles are possible.
xxo
Laura "lefty123"
I had a 'failed' marriage and wound up finding the love of my life through all that pain and I wouldn't trade it for the world.
I found out about myself as well as what love really is and what it means.
As you say you will get through today and move on tomorrow. Best advice anybody else could have given you.
I know it will get better. I know God doesn't give you more than you can handle. I know I have a great support system, and awesome people who love and care for me.
But sometimes, I just want to lay in bed and feel sorry for myself anyway.
Honestly, the number of hits on this post, and comments on this post has lifted my spirits greatly.
Thanks to all who have read, and ever bigger thanks to the commenters!
Do you have a good friend in town that you can spend time with?