Everytime I see exDH it's like my body betrays me. I feel a whoomf of familiarity - like when he'd come home after a business trip. And then my brain kicks in and I realise that's all wrong. He's left. Its over.
Anyone else had this?
When will it stop?
I see him x2 on Mondays (DD goes for an hour) x1 Weds and x3 over the weekend.
It's best for the kids but def not for me. I feel blindsided sometimes.