Tomorrow is another marriage counseling session. I am so sick of dealing with all of this. I cannot wait until I feel like myself again. I cannot wait until I can go through one single day not on the verge of an emotional breakdown.
Today I lost it. I cried, sobbed, over nothing. Just a normally stressful day, that I couldn’t handle. Who am I? I used to be strong. And independent. And trusting.
I do remember a point in my marriage where I had the train of thought of “I hope he is cheating, so I can catch him and get a divorce.” I remember how freaking miserable I was and how I was looking for an escape. Why have I stayed?