A year ago I discovered my husband of seven years was living a double life… it was brutal. Still is.
Since my divorce, I’ve lost myself. I’m so depressed, and in pain. It’s hard for me to feel grateful for my life even though I have so much to be thankful for… but it takes so much energy every day to put a smile on my face and get through my days. It’s like everything in my worldview became dark. It’s pathetic, I know. I want to start healing. I’ve been to therapy but want more resources.
I can’t seem to escape the cycle I’ve been in since “D-day” when it all came out.
I’m stuck in bed all day. Kindle is next to me. I’m too depressed to get up, but I can read. What you got for me?
by GlitteringGirli3