I feel like I wrote this post myself in the spring of 2014. I wanted out so badly. My kids were all very young & I worried about my SO. I was screaming for an escape....to save myself. But I didn’t know I wanted to be saved.
Not sure that makes sense.
I don’t know your details, but I’m glad to see your post. Putting your thoughts into words & reaching out for help!
Baby steps right now. Tiny steps.
Post again, keep us informed. PM if needed.
And breathe. Don’t forget to breathe.
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"Doubt is like dye. Once it spreads into the fabric of excuses you've woven, you'll never get rid of the stain."
Jodi Picoult
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