Today I sit on my daughter’s empty bed again and just cry. I’m exhausted from a week of trying to undo yet again, what my ex did the week before. My life now is handling tantrums and rages born of fear, frustration, hurt and confusion. It’s crawling under benches and beds, to sit with my… Continue reading Monday Mourning
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The Reminders
The reminders. They need to come, but they hurt. They hurt because you don’t want to see the person you loved for who they truly are. They hurt because you have to know. Your eyes have been opened, and they need to stay open, to protect you and your children. There is no going back… Continue reading The Reminders
