My husband (man-baby) filed for divorce Tuesday. Tomorrow the kids and I are going out for dinner with DD.
My heart and my head are competing vortexes.
Start at the beginning, you say? Where does this saga begin. DD, who had another name in another blog long ago, is my daughter’s father. I left him before she was born. But he didn’t go away, he hung in there, week after week, becoming the worlds best dad and my best friend.
But I did not see this until far too late. I married someone else, a man who proudly calls himself a “son of a bitch” who threatened to leave every time there was the littlest wrinkle in life.
I have never felt so foolish as I have these past months. Believing in commitment I did everything to save my marriage. Even while knowing I had made a terrible mistake. I took a wrong turn 4 1/2 years ago. And now I am trying to back track and get on my path again.