How can I be open and honest with him when he doesn’t know who I am?
They’re many years old, but they’ve totally upended my world.
They are judging me for not being a good mom, for not having a job, and for not losing my pregnancy weight fast enough.
I’m getting married, and I want her to be a part of my life.
I am incredibly worried that he’s not on the same page as me about moving our relationship forward.
She told me she would never want a child like my daughter.
Any time I want to talk with my daughter about an issue between us, she tells me she doesn’t have time and it’s not a priority for her.
He seems to think that because I don’t completely hate my ex, I must still love him.
I have extended a standing invitation to her friends to visit for playdates or sleepovers, but none has ever come.
I feel incredibly guilty and am worried that if we come clean, we will lose the respect of our children and become pariahs in our community.
I’ve wanted to address this with her for a while now, but I’m afraid she’ll scold me.
I can’t stop thinking about how much he suffered—and my own inability to save him.
I’ve known that my parents haven’t gotten along. They are polar opposites.
I can’t help but think he’s the cause of the growing rift with my relatives.
I do not want to lose her and I miss her terribly, but I believe I had no other choice.
My entire nuclear family is incredibly angry with me.
I’m so tired of people seeing only her bad traits.
I don’t know that I would ever be able to forgive him for taking this away from me.
She’s been having anxiety ever since the pandemic began.
And now my husband wants to move halfway across the country for his job.