On Thursday night, my husband left me. I haven't spoken to or heard from him since, save a text telling me that he thought it best if he didn't come home.
He wouldn't want this on the internet, but that's neither here nor there.
I'm going to be okay. More importantly, baby girl is going to be okay. The time, over the past twelve years, that I invested in other relationships with friends and family has come back tenfold and I feel very, very secure about my support network.
Part of which, of course, is you. I can't thank you enough for everyone who's left a kind (or empathetically bitter) word or who's reached out to make sure I'm okay or that Johanna's okay or if we needed anything. I knew the blogging community was invaluable and I appreciate all of you so very much.
Happy third trimester.
He wouldn't want this on the internet, but that's neither here nor there.
I'm going to be okay. More importantly, baby girl is going to be okay. The time, over the past twelve years, that I invested in other relationships with friends and family has come back tenfold and I feel very, very secure about my support network.
Part of which, of course, is you. I can't thank you enough for everyone who's left a kind (or empathetically bitter) word or who's reached out to make sure I'm okay or that Johanna's okay or if we needed anything. I knew the blogging community was invaluable and I appreciate all of you so very much.
Happy third trimester.
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