My youngest isn't speaking to me at the moment. I'm finally taking control of my life and I served Him with divorce papers today. When I told my son that his father was going to have to move out, he got upset with me and now refuses to speak to me. I understand his anger and hurt, but I can't live in misery and pain and depression anymore. I just can't. It's time for me to grab my piece of the happiness pie. I just wish Tyler would understand that. It hurts that he's mad at me, I can't stand it when either of my kids are mad at me, but this is something that I felt was finally the right time to do.
For the first time in a very long time, I'm being selfish and thinking about me for a change. I found someone who loves me unconditionally, faults and all and he makes me beyond happy.
I mean he opens doors for me and he gets angry at me when I do it myself. He is totally old school romance. What's not to love about that?