I wish I could hate you for everything you’ve done. The hurt you’ve caused, the sleepless nights making sure you’re ok. The countless hours fighting with your ex. The work put in to finally get him out of your life. The time spent helping you with your children, who I was seeing as a part of our family. I wish I could hate you for abandoning mr when I needed you the most. As I lay in a hospital bed post op in tears because the one person in this world I wanted to spend my life with reminded me that I would never be enough. Why do I still love you in spite of all of this? I miss you, and the kids so damn much it eats me inside every day. I have never, and will never want anything but the best for you and did everything in my power to provide that. All I can say is I truly do hope you’re happy. Personally, I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to be again.