I’m not going to lie, I’ve been dragging the past week.
Ever since Thanksgiving, my mindset has plummeted.
I had this same feeling last year when I had my first “separated” Thanksgiving and Christmas from my children’s father.While it makes me happy to see others happy, it the pit of my stomach I feel angry.
Angry that I don’t get to share those same holiday moments as a traditional “family” would. Don’t get me wrong, I am thankful for my children’s healthy and happiness and that their father and I have a good relationship.
Sometimes it hurts and I’ve realized over the past year and a half that it happens most during birthdays or holidays – which is probably quite obvious.
But this is something I really didn’t think about when we first separated until it actually happened.
There are things no one tells you about separation (or divorce), but it’s things you just may [or may not] experience along the way.
As I always say, I know the choice was the right choice to make.
But I am still human; I have feelings and still get triggered. I know that I am growing because I am aware of what triggers me and why I feel the way I feel.
If there is any advice I can give anyone out there, is make sure you have a support system of some kind because without one, you WILL crumble. ❤