12,614 Days Alive
I’ve kind of been slacking off on the whole blog for a few days. I did post the first Full Moon Recipe today!
But there’s been a lot going on in Wonderland. Namely, my Darling Wife asked me for a divorce. We agreed on it, as she’s not happy and I honestly don’t know if I’m happy. I want to save our friendship. That’s the biggest thing to me: our friendship. I miss the friend I married. And I hope we can get back to that point.
But it… kind of shook me up.
I’m having trouble processing it, honestly. Its almost like I’m in shock. I don’t know how I’m supposed to feel, or I’m feeling too much. So I just… don’t.
I don’t know. I’m tired. I haven’t been sleeping well. For obvious reasons.
I feel like there’s a howling, miasma swirling full of emotions stuck somewhere behind my rib cage. I can’t cry. Gods knows I want to, but I can’t seem to do it past the initial tears I shed in the conversation where Steph and I agreed we are better friends than spouses.
I don’t know.
I don’t want to talk about it more. So I’m going to go to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
