I'm in the middle of a separation and have divorce papers on my bedside table waiting to be redrafted so they can be signed. I have a 6 year old boy and a 2 year old daughter. We're all sharing a room at a friends house. To say that a lot has happened in the past month can't even begin to explain it all. I asked for the divorce - not like I had many options after his affairs, gambling, etc. I know it was my idea. I want the divorce. I do. But did you ever have one of those days when you think... how the hell did this happen? When did this become my life? How did things go from amazing to here? Ugh. I know it's going to be ok. I really do. Most days I know I'm strong enough. But today is one of the hard days. sigh.
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