Where I'm at now...something positive

[Daisy and Delilah]

Oh I hope you're right about the anger stage being close to recovery. Guess time will tell.

I hope so too, Gayle. When I felt anger, it seemed like I wouldn't feel weakness anymore. I give alot of credit to those support group people that empowered me to feel better about myself. I had lost so much self worth, it was what I needed to move forward and get better. You may not feel like doing it right away but it might come one day. Such a great feeling to go out and have coffee or tea or lunch/dinner with girls just like me. Every time, it was like a giant load was lifted from me.

[Queen of Poop]

The fleece housecoat and pants I found, as directed by my mom. They're so warm and snuggly! Thanks mom. Made me feel warm, cosy and safe. But didn't help me sleep at all. Can't wait until I can sleep again.

[RICHARD]

Thanks mom. Made me feel warm, cosy and safe. But didn't help me sleep at all. Can't wait until I can sleep again.

Get a copy of "Creative Dreaming" by Patricia Garfield.

Read it and try some of the techniques. Now, I can put myself to sleep in a few minutes, without even thinking about it. It really works, you just have to be patient and try it.

[Queen of Poop]

Get a copy of "Creative Dreaming" by Patricia Garfield.

Read it and try some of the techniques. Now, I can put myself to sleep in a few minutes, without even thinking about it. It really works, you just have to be patient and try it.

Thanks Richard, I will take a look for it. Order it if I have to. Doctor won't give me a sleep aid so I struggle thru.

Not having the best day today, really riding the emotional roller coaster. Diego has done well though, napping a few times for an hour a time in my lap. He's such a good boy.

[3Catcondo]

Can you try Advil or Tylenol PMs? Or Chloratabs (for allergies) also help me sleep when I cannot sleep. Sending good thoughts your way, and sleep vibes.

Amy

[rosethecopycat]

I am back in the same place with the sleep thing.
I was doing better, but the last few days I've boarded the emotional rollercoaster once again.

I had the sad task of telling my dear British neighbors (who just returned from Italy for the last 7 months) Their daughter lives next door year round and they stay for the winter months.

Well, it was a double whammy. As I was telling them that my husband is leaving me for another woman, they are telling me their daughter is splitting up with her husband (who still lives in London- long distance marriage for 3 years) That couple have both changed their positions (there is no other person involved) She got him a Green card, and he said: whoa, won't you come back to London -and have babies? Well, she doesn't want kids and he always knew that. Now, she says: she likes him as a friend, not a husband, after close to twenty years of being together.
That leaves my neighbors in a precarious position, as my husband had told me that he should have never married me, 12 years ago, and he thinks of me as a friend. They have to support her, and yet they do not support my husband for his misdeeds. Strange.

I am just so sick of people accidentally marrying their friends. And then oh, sorry about your life.

My husband's discontent just coincides with the appearance of this woman a little too much. I am choosing not to believe that I was part of a 16 year mistake. I consider him lost.


Gayle, just try an over the counter sleep aid, or a glass of wine at bedtime. I don't think the sleepless phase is going to last.....I hope.

[Queen of Poop]

Rose, you're definately not part of a 16 year mistake. He thinks he's found greener pastures on the other side of the fence. Too late he will realize what he's lost. In the meantime you will have moved on and found real, true happiness for yourself.

I sent an email today to the counsellor I was seeing a few years ago, who encouraged me to leave, who my husband made me stop seeing because of the encouragement. I've not heard back yet, I hope I do and that she will have some time to see me.

Progress, one tiny baby step at a time.