And now my husband wants to move halfway across the country for his job.
I don’t know how to process what I’m going through.
I have no interest in becoming one big happy family.
I don’t think a day has gone by that she hasn’t cried.
He’s been cheated on before, and he gets very anxious that I will want to be with someone else.
I don’t think she truly understands the impact that seeing her only once or twice a year is having on us.
I’d like to meet her before she dies, but I’m worried he would see my fraternizing with her as a betrayal.
He told me he was going out for errands, but he was really meeting with her in a parking lot.
I’m trying to accept that the school I’m going to is where I am meant to be, but I feel like my accomplishments mean nothing now.
I don’t want to burden him with my feelings when he’s going through the exact same thing.
He’s being way too lax about things, and whenever we try to talk about it, we have a fight.
How can I balance her need for support with my own need for boundaries?
I used to daydream about spending more time with him, but now his habits are starting to get on my nerves.
I’m making sure that our kids exercise, have a schedule, spend time outside each day, and try to maintain as normal a life as possible. What more can I do?
My father died, there’s a pandemic, and I’m overcome by my feeling of loss.
I don’t want to be cruel to her, but I cannot be her friend.
You can let anxiety consume you, or you can feel the fear and also find joy in ordinary life, even now.
Her behavior toward me crossed the line, and my wife doesn’t take my concerns seriously when I express my discomfort.
My sister is beautiful, talented, and successful, and I don’t understand why she’s wasting her time with this guy.
My son blames his father and won’t speak to him, but my husband is making matters worse by not apologizing.