I’m visiting friends out of state right now, but leave to go back home in an hour. Started getting choked up packing up my hotel room, and I was literally sobbing driving my rental car back to their house this morning, thinking about how I’m now going to go back to dealing with him again. Papers are filed, now I just have to figure out how to get him out of the house so I don’t have to move my kid. But still living with him while separated is torture. I feel guilty saying I don’t want to come home because I miss my kiddo, but I would do anything to have somewhere else to go home to today. I fantasized about just moving my entire life here to be near my friend, but that’s not realistic.

When does this garbage get better ugh