It's been a really rough year (2018 that is). I left my husband and father of my children, my aunt died and she was the person I was closest to in all things parenting so we talked a lot as we both had young children. Losing her was devastating, she was 41 and mother of two under 7. I've started what was a great relationship that went sideways and subsequently ended it after just under 6 months. I've had to give up my two kids for half of Christmas day and for half of the littlest's birthday.
I just feel horrendous about all of it. Guilty for ending both relationships. Swinging back and forth about whether it was right to end the second (I think it was, I'm just really struggling to let go and wondering if with my chaotic mind I've blown things out of proportion). Christmas and my baby's birthday sent my mental health spiralling and I'm struggling to catch it. I want to talk to my aunt about how painful it was to be away from them at those times as she's the only one who would have got it. I'm sort of hiding from everyone at the moment, only giving the bear minimum as I just don't trust myself to do the right thing on any account.