I’m coping with anger, humiliation, boredom, insult, and hopelessness. I’m not fighting or making a scene. I’m not self harming. I’m not crying hysterically. I’m by myself for now and a little teary. I’ll pull it together in a bit for the evening activity with the family.

My husband and I are incompatible and are staying together. I made my bed and I’ll lie in it.

I’m trying to enjoy seeing my kids.

I’m trying to not dwell on the rift from the rest of my family.