are dark days.
seriously.you think you're going to get through a divorce and start moving on and put the pieces back together. and you know what, you're wrong. so wrong.
my divorce is into it's second month of finality. i've kinda been dating a nice guy. i've even been to disneyland (cue announcer--shelly, you're divorce is f to the inal what are ya going to do now...shelly yells "I'm going to Disneyland!' ahhhhhhh I wish)
but there are moments. actually there are a lot of moments. when you're lonely. when you wonder if you did the right thing considering the marriage was so short. when you crave adult conversation and question yourself for leaning heavily on your teenager to help you be an effective person and parent. when you crave adult interaction (especially when you don't work a regular job, so there aren't normal co-workers). or you crave other adult activities.
today's moment goes like this.
oh that whole paragraph kills me, and we're not just talking death by grammatical error here peeps. oh my foolishness doesn't just end there...oh no it actually goes further, but that is a post for another day. as real life is calling. putting on a face that has nothing to do with this moment for the children that I am lucky to mother and be distracted by...
Lesson Learned: Trust No One. Especially no one called the ex-factor