Stress Dreams, Cont.

A restless night last night, but full of intensely stressful dreams about my separated husband. We are still sharing a house, but he wasn't home last night, and I'm beginning to think he is seeing someone.

It's been a month.

What. The. Fuck.

Today has already been a challenge to not cry at work. I hate crying at work. And I've had to push it back all day long.


  1. Oh God, that's got to be horrible. Sending good thoughts your way. I hope this co-habitating thing ends soon...maybe I have to refer to older blog posts to find out.
    Hang in there.

  2. If he is indeed seeing someone, and he doesn't have the decency to behave in a manner that recognizes the delicacy of your situation (read: don't be painfully obvious and stay out all night) then it is time for him to go. I am not sure why you are co-habitating but it is a constant reminder for you, adding insult to injury I would think, and you deserve the chance to begin healing. Sorry, that was all very presumptous.
    I too am sending good thoughts....

  3. thank you both. i needed that reinforcement that he is indeed acting appallingly.

    funny how one's brain can fool itself sometimes, isn't it?


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