Living
I guess to go along with my recent posts I feel like I’ve lost the will to live. I’m not suicidal, but I just don’t care anymore. I don’t know what I bring to the boys other than not being the type of man they need. I can’t enjoy the holiday with them, how it should be. Can’t be there to keep them from fighting or show them how to love each other.
I don’t want him to teach them. I personally don’t think a homewrecker should have any say in bringing up kids especially boys.
I get no reassurance from anyone in my life that I’m doing ok. I know I should just worry about what I think, but as you just read, I think the worst.
I don’t know who’s approval I’m looking for. I guess I just selfishly want my life back to what it was several years back when winter meant holidays and troubles fade at the smile and hug from Patty.
Okay, not sure what triggered this downward spiral. Was it the Thanksgiving holiday? You were doing really well. What can you do to get back there again? What are you doing to deal with the stress of the job and the boys fight? (And don’t tell me smoking, because you and I both know that only adds to the stress, jonesing for the next smoke.) You can do a restart. Redefine your goals and your purpose and get back to those baby steps to achieve it.
@elkay it’s the over all loneliness. I work messed up hours and though I deal with the public I’ve never felt so alone
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