All the while my kids saw me fighting and crying, I was telling them this was nor normal or healthy, and that I hoped they would grow up to be healthy. Yes, I feel guilt about exposing them to our dysfunction. But what else could I have done? What happened happened.

Also, I feel so guilty for missing one son's Mother's Day celebration in elementary school. I never saw the invitation. The damn teacher could have called me and I'd have run over! I picked him up and he was crying!