Last night when I got home, I told Michael I was feeling a little down. He said, "No kidding - I read your blog. Really uplifting."
I sometimes forget that people actually read this. It was how I was feeling. It felt good to get it out. So, I'm not going to apologize for a depressing post. But I didn't want you all to be worried that I was ready to hurl myself off the nearest bridge. I'm not.
I'm just sad that we don't have children, sad that I'm not pregnant (started the good ol' period early today - could explain the mood), and sad that Michael is leaving. That's all.
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((((HUGS)))))
I am glad you didn't apologize. I, for one, think it would be tragic if you had to hold your feelings inside and couldn't vent them.
I think you are such an amazing woman for having the strength to "let" your husband go for so much of the coming year - especially in the midst of this medical and emotional turmoil. That said, if you had no remorse, no sadness, no questions about it, I would seriously wonder about you.
Over the last year I've had the honor of getting to you know you pretty well (as well as you can via the internet) and I think you've dealt with IF in a very healthy way.
Stop flogging yourself for being human. Big hugs and lots of love!
I'm sorry you're sad. I'm not having a hippity hoppity time either. Must be the whole year passing thing.
Lots of hugs
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