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So considering I have no where else to vent, I guess here is where I will spill my heart out. I don't recognize my life anymore. First, let's take you back to 2019, me and my husband have always had our problems, you know seeing the world differently and all. We have never seen eye to eye but we have always loved each other enough to make it through..... or maybe I'm just to stubborn to give up on people (it's my best and worst attribute) any way 2019 there I was awaiting our second child, in the process of buying a house and blissfully happy with where I was in life and then 2020 happened. In order
I gave birth to my daughter in March (that's right smack dab in the beginning of a pandemic)
I got furloughed ( I work hospitality)
I pulled out of the closing of our home because I did not know when I was returning to work
I spent months by myself in an apartment scared of the outside world with a new born baby and a toddler because since my husband was now the only income he worked 24/7
I finally got sick of watching to news...pulled myself out of the worst postpartum
went back to school to get my ged
went and got my liscense
and then watched my marriage crumble
I've been doing damage control ever since.
The story am about to tell is long it will have plenty of parts. There is no good or bad guy in it, just people. Two people who lost control, made mistakes, and now don't know how to go backwards.Sometimes you can't take back what you say and do. Some times saying sorry won't fix it and some times your best (or trying) isn't even close to someones new standard. I have gone a bit crazy during this whole ordeal but if it's one thing I took out of it is how to love myself.
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