Who am I without him?
i stayed with my husband for 14 years, through the yelling, the promises to change, even when he ignored me for weeks at a time. my mama always said stick it out, that divorce is a last resort and i believed her. but now that he moved out after the last blow-up, i don’t even know what to do with myself. i wake up and make breakfast like he’s still here, set a plate out instinctively then remember he’s gone. i catch myself talking like he’s listening, using “we” when there’s no we no more. my kids keep asking if i’m okay and i say yes but honestly? i feel lost. i gave up my job, my art, even my church group cause he said it was too much. now i don’t recognize the woman in the mirror. a part of me wants him back just so life feels familiar again which is messed up but true. is it weak to miss someone who didn’t treat you right or am i just scared to start over at 41 i dont even know who i am without him anymore. i need help figuring out me.