Long Month Was Long

Long Month Was Long

J has left from his month long leave. He’s moved on to California.

The kids spent a week with him without me, plus a weekend. It wasn’t what I wanted, and I was advised against it, but it happened so there you go.

I told him about some things that I knew, including the fact that he bought a phone in his name for the girl he always planned on leaving me for, prompting to call me a “Crazy fucking stalker”.

This whole month has been full of hard.

I’ve been down on myself for a lot of things, some of which were not my fault.

I tried so hard to be a good wife, and regardless of what he or anyone else believes, I  know in my heart that I gave it my all, and that was all I could do.

 

I’ve been down on myself for not selling as much as I’d hoped in my shop. Just because it’s not selling doesn’t mean that my art is worthless. I forget that sometimes. I plan on adjusting prices and hoping that helps.

I’ll be okay. I forget that sometimes too.

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4 Responses »

  1. Divorce is hard. Even if it’s amicable, it’s just fucking hard. I’m sorry you’re having such a hard time, but it will get better. Ugh…don’t you hate it when people say that? I’m sorry for saying that too. You’re a great person and you deserve better. That’s the truth. I’ve haven’t seen your art yet, but I can’t wait! I’m crazy, stupid jealous of anyone with artistic talent. I have a degree in photography, but as far as drawing or painting go…I can’t even draw a straight stick person.

    I’m always here if you need an ear…or two!

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