My 11 year old son just went home today. I won't see him again until next summer.
You would think that after dealing with this for 6 years now, that I would be used to it. Well, I am not. The only thing I AM used to is acting like I'm strong. For him, and my 4 year old, I put on this face like I can handle it. When the fact is that it really tears me up inside. I wish I didn't have to put my kids through this shit. I kind of know what they are going through. It's rough! To me, it feels like I'm not doing my job as a parent.
I am not looking for simpathy here. I have just found it makes things a little easier to deal with if I get it out. Anywhere! And breaking down here is more acceptable to me then doing so in front of the kids. To me, anyways.
You would think that after dealing with this for 6 years now, that I would be used to it. Well, I am not. The only thing I AM used to is acting like I'm strong. For him, and my 4 year old, I put on this face like I can handle it. When the fact is that it really tears me up inside. I wish I didn't have to put my kids through this shit. I kind of know what they are going through. It's rough! To me, it feels like I'm not doing my job as a parent.
I am not looking for simpathy here. I have just found it makes things a little easier to deal with if I get it out. Anywhere! And breaking down here is more acceptable to me then doing so in front of the kids. To me, anyways.