Prepping for eldest's upcoming birthday and found myself getting emotional about, well, mostly about doing the prep by myself. This will be the second birthday since their dad fucked off. I wasn't upset when youngest had their birthday and I've done the 'firsts' now. I am much happier in my new remainder than I was in my marriage, I felt lonely a lot when I was married, so why is this upsetting me? I feel hurt only when dealing with child- related things, I really don't think it's the man or the marriage I miss, just the sense of a coparenting team, maybe?
I don't know. Anyway. Lying in bed trying not to cry and needed some company.