Rescued this from my ex's house (with help from Willow, since I'm not "allowed" to go inside).... It was my mom's when she was a kid, and she gave it to me when I was a kid in Senegal, and...here it still is, a lot worse for wear, but here.
Tuesday, March 31, 2015
Sunday, March 29, 2015
Saturday, March 28, 2015
Day 86
Took Bean for a haircut... Let's ignore the screaming angry father on my phone who said "okay" when I asked if I could take her... Let's ignore the panic that always comes over me whenever he's angry.... Let's ignore the caught breath, the shaking hands, the sympathetic looks from hairstylists who could hear.... She looked through a book, found the style she loved, and she's happy with the way it turned out.
Lord help me to let her father's insanity roll off me like water off the feathers of a duck, and to be completely present when I'm with my kids.
Thursday, March 26, 2015
Day 85
Old photo. We'll blame it on throwback Thursday. Anyway, this was basically my face all day today. I'm so overwhelmed by all the little undone things, I feel like I might shut down. Legal stuff makes my anxiety sky rocket. So does ex stuff. So does money stuff. Sooooooo. Yeah. I'm sure everything isn't as bad as I feel like it is, but I feel like everything is out of my control, and I don't like that one bit.
Wednesday, March 25, 2015
Day 84
Today... Work, kids, and then a huge stupid drama (no surprise) with the ex. Shaking it off, enjoying my kids, and taking back control. RAAAA.
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