Taking the high road in The day to day

  • Jan. 27, 2020, 6:24 p.m.
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I feel like I have done pretty good taking the high road, especially on social media. But today for some reason I could see posts that the other woman has tagged my husband in on Facebook. They were previously hidden to me. One is a video of her daughter laughing at someone and the camera then pans over to my husband. My stomach just dropped. Just has this whole new little family set up for himself. And he’s not even a kid person. He loves his own kids but has never really enjoyed other kids.

I really think he believes that whole situation is going to work out for himself. I can’t believe how much of an idiot he is being. He told me yesterday, after going to watch her pick up her kids from her husband, that the mother in law pulled over to his car and said, “The private investigator got some good stuff for us.” So great that you are willing to put our kids in the middle of that situation. A friend told me that when a relationship starts out wrong it usually ends up wrong. I have faith that things won’t work out with them. I just hope it happens sooner rather than later. And before my children get caught in the crossfire.

I just want to go off and put him and her ass on blast. But I know that really isn’t serving anyone other than my feelings in the short term. I can’t give any ammunition in case things turn ugly. My kids and their well being come first.

He signs the lease for his apartment sometime this week. Hopefully today. I need him out of the house. I need his stuff gone. I need every little piece of him out. It’s going to be really hard for some things. We have this family tree made out of our handprints. It has our deceased daughter’s handprint from the day she passed on it. I can’t get rid of that. So many things around the house to scrub him from.

I hope Legal Aid got my paperwork and started looking at it. With any luck I will hear from them soon.


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