Journal

I am moving house again.  When my husband and I split up in Feb 09, I moved just a few miles away in case we could work things out.  What a joke.  He already had a woman ready to more or less move in and was just waiting for me to move out. *sigh*

I have done all I could do but he just no longer wants me and although I should want nothing to do with him as he is a mean spirited violent person, I did my best to restore our marriage to no avail.

So now it is time to move on from my little safe haven.  I had only just begun to enjoy this little house, now I am leaving it and my husband behind forever.

I have not given in to drink, but the desire has been so strong.  Weird.

Not doing as well as before.  A bit down.  Some of me wants to drink, some of me feels like lying down and quitting.   The rest of me is just numb.

Where do these feelings come from?

I am still sober.  I am moving house, starting over....