It's still so hard. I'm suppose to spend some time with her on Tuesday night. We have a standing date (so to speak) to watch Hell's Kitchen.
When I was with her yesterday for a little while, we were watching tv, and it was so hard not to reach over and hold her hand. She doesn't seem to be bothered at all by all of this, and that just makes it hurt so much more. If I knew that her heart was broken over this too,.... I don't know. But I guess that's because she got what she wanted.
I'm only letting myself cry at night. I feel like in my room under my covers is my safe place to cry. My kids are hurt about this too, so I'm trying not to upset them.
Thanks so much for all the support. You don't know how much I appreciate it.