I am dying inside. I settled with stbx. My divorce will be final April 30. I wanted primary residence for my son, but decided not to fight. Timmy is 16 soon, and his wishes are to live on that friggin farm with his father. I forced myself to respect his wishes and not drag him thru the court system and be forced to tell the judge what he wants. His happiness is more important to me than my own needs/wishes. But I am fucking dying inside, a slow painful death. I feel as though I have traded a peaceful life, free of verbal abuse, insults, critisim, yelling, putdowns. control and poverty for my son. I deserve this misery, I feel like a piece of shit.
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