He said he couldn't comfort me in my depression because he was the object of my problem. I can't believe how much I cried throughout this marriage. It's a montage in my mind of bad experiences that now outweigh the good by far.

Today, I took a hotel room and went with all three of my kids. They left the house without even saying good-bye to him or asking about his coming. One of my boys told me last week that he felt like he was raised by a single mom because his dad wasn't actively participating with him hardly at all. So it wasn't even just me he has neglected.

I'm having such a nice weekend listening to my boys. My oldest is 21 and he's really into Dungeon and Dragons with his friends at college. It is hilarious to hear them talk about this. They are so cute. The nerdiness is adorable. I'm even getting into the role playing.

It is so nice to be enjoying myself and not crying for a change.