And sometimes it just hits me like a ton of bricks as if it happened last week.
I've had counselling, and CBT, and psychotherapy. I've accepted that I probably always will have, which isn't necessarily a bad thing.
But why does life have to be so shit? I lost a partner young, had several miscarriages, have now lost my Dad too... and my DH has been behaving like a bit of a dick recently. My oldest DD is only ever here if she needs/wants something.
My brother is a self-centred arsehole who has only ever thought about himself. I'll have to put up with his disingenuous posts on Facebook (complete with photos at the graveside... every year!) about how his life changed forever in this date.
I think I just needed to rant a bit. I don't really have anyone to talk to. I just wish someone would put me first for a change. In fact, I wish I could turn the clock back to 15 years ago before it all started to wrong again.