Breakups & Divorce Support Group
Just broke up with someone or in the midst of a difficult divorce? Breaking up is difficult no matter what the circumstances are. They say that time heals all wounds, but sometimes a listening ear or a hug can work wonders for the heart. Whether you need a place to vent, someone to hold you to No Contact, or need advice about what to do, we're here to help.
I sit here on another rainy dreary NY day. Off until next Tuesday. My daughter is 16 months old. My wife is due in 3 weeks. We have a great house. I slaved over it for her since we purchased it 3 years ago. Excellent school district. Beach and boting rights. One of the safer neighborhoods in the county. Nice plot of land. I grew vegetables for us. Idealic. I worked all that I could so she could stay at home and raise our kids. Not enough. Her controlling OCD ran me, emotionally, into the ground.
I know I have to leave. I cant do this. Even though she refused to change; I feel it was I who failed.
She will be taking our kids to a community on the outskirts of NYC. Not the greatest of areas.
I think of my children in parallel universes. One here, riding thier bikes down to the beach, safely. Good school. Big back yard. Peaceful. The other, growing up on the sidewalks, constant supervision. Mediocre schools and questionable classmates. The mean streets if you will.
I sit now, my eyes welling with tears, for not being strong enough to put my needs aside for them. As if I am giving up, not on my wife, but on them.
Will they resent me?
Will they forgive me?
Why could'nt this work out?
For them!!
I've come to grips with everything but this one aspect. I dont know how to cope with it. I dont know anyone could.
I pray for strength. For Him to watch over them. Everything else in my life is meaningless. To know they have a chance is all I ask.
Is that too much?
I know I have to leave. I cant do this. Even though she refused to change; I feel it was I who failed.
She will be taking our kids to a community on the outskirts of NYC. Not the greatest of areas.
I think of my children in parallel universes. One here, riding thier bikes down to the beach, safely. Good school. Big back yard. Peaceful. The other, growing up on the sidewalks, constant supervision. Mediocre schools and questionable classmates. The mean streets if you will.
I sit now, my eyes welling with tears, for not being strong enough to put my needs aside for them. As if I am giving up, not on my wife, but on them.
Will they resent me?
Will they forgive me?
Why could'nt this work out?
For them!!
I've come to grips with everything but this one aspect. I dont know how to cope with it. I dont know anyone could.
I pray for strength. For Him to watch over them. Everything else in my life is meaningless. To know they have a chance is all I ask.
Is that too much?
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theatre and I are there already. I'm having a very berry tea with crackers, cheese and cherry tomatoes and she's having a joint with some beer and we're both on really comfy recliners on thick pile carpet. we need some help with the decor if anyone is around??
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I'm trying to exercise daily. I was doing fairly well until I sprained my ankle 2 weeks ago but now I'm getting back on the horse. Today I walked over a mile with my arm weights that are about 22lbs total. I was out of shape and it was hard on my arms. I also did my 30 situps. I'm also going to drink a lot of water and try to eat healthy. I do tend to have a sweet tooth but I'm cutting...
(((((HUGS)))))
I grew up in part on the mean streets, went in part to mediocre schools, and ended up in one of the best universities in the country. Consider that having both of these worlds could have the good effect of training for life and quiet repose on the other hand. I know people who are fortunate enough to have city and country homes. This can work out well. Your kids may end up in Manhattan someday, and streetsmarts would serve them well. Just a thought.
It never helped that my stbx did use them as a weapon already, savagely playing on my deepest fears. The seed was sown. It wasnt until I threatened to bankrupt us both over a custody battle that she stopped.
I'll be ok. I just needed a bit of reassurance.
I look forward to seeing as many of as possible in Vegas.
Thanks again.
The rest will be up to them.
In our current society, the mean streets spit out the largest number of petty criminals, and universities spit out the largest number of damaging criminals.
Dare to love your children for what they are, not for their address. Its their only hope.