So the anniversary of my WS’s ONS has arrived. Dday was a few days later, although I knew he’d done something anyway immediately.
I was supposed to be at work, was dreading it slightly but thought can it really be that bad? Does it mean anything that it’s the annviersary? It’s not like it’s happening again?
It’s hit me like a ton of bricks and I’m quite surprised by how sad I’ve woken up. I’ve called in sick to work. Kids are at school, WS is at work.
I didn’t think I’d need it but I’m giving myself the day to wallow. Finally admitted to my WS that I have been struggling again, but kind of shut down any response from him which was probably silly. I said I don’t want to talk about it but this is how I’m feeling and I need a little space for a few days/weeks. Had a bad day yesterday too. One of my kids brought up a little family trip we took not long after DDay, was saying how much fun it was and could we do it again, and all I could think was that trip was probably the worst few days of my life, trying to act like we were all good and having a great time and I was literally filled with rage and sadness and confusion, I was just distraught. It was a horrific trip and I cried myself to sleep in the hotel.
He’s doing everything right now, but it took him almost the whole year to put those changes into place.
I’m going to let myself sit with the misery and the grief and the pain of the last year for today, and then I’m going to put on my big girl boots and carry on.
I am struggling to accept the good things lately, after so much rubbish, so any advice on how to do that would be greatly appreciated.