Relapse number 3 now
since he’s been back. It’s really heartbreaking and I just want to get on my
knees, pull my hair, and cry about it…but I can’t. I have to keep my composure.
I have to make dinner, mitigate fights between the children, make sure they
bathe, and talk to me about their middle school trials & tribulations.
Also, there is a board meeting I’m supposed to attend today. Speaking of
which,… if I had someone to watch the girls, I would go to an Al-Anon meeting today. I feel as if I am
about to burst, I’m so upset. I cannot believe I got this deep back into it. I
am back to caring about him and everything pertaining to him. THAT IS NOT
GOOD!!
You’re an idiot, S.
That’s all I can say at this point. You can’t be helped.
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