After my husbands death trying to find acceptance and comfort has been a big thing. I've never been one to deal with being alone but, after my husbands death I found myself searching. And 6 months after his death I found myself with a guy. That also had lost his wife 6 months before I had lost my husband. Not that dealing with the pstd was bad enough I had pstd caused by other things before the tragic death of my husband. So you can only imagine my mental state 6 months after the death of my husband was not great and having someone around that I felt could relate at a level was kind of nice. The truth of the mater is this man got married behind my back lied to me and told me that he was helping his sister move.
The truth of the matter was I was mad when I found out.. To put yourself in a state where you put so much trust in someone after such a traumatic loss but, the sad part about all this is I never did totally let go of this man and he continued to see me for the last year and a half and the craziness about this all is I've continued to rationalize this relationship in my head telling myself that if I was him I would have done the same thing and that not only could he not handle my 5 kids I'm not sure I could have handled two more. And that this Lady he married is good for his kids. Though I feel really bad for her because she hasn't known about me..
But, again the situation has been good emotionally for me as it has given me that slow not to pushy not there all the time way to slowly heal and still have that back ground support. And I feel bad for his wife even though I have been very supportive of his relationship with her and in some cases pushed him to work things out with her when things were going bad. I know is pretty messed up.
This is the week that my husband passed away though and someone who knows about the situation decided to get into our business and tell his wife. I knew this was eventually going to have to come to an end. but, not this week.. I guess it's kind of my punishment for playing with fire. It's been mostly perfect this last year and a half but, I had to block out those emotions that told me that he had chosen someone over me.. And that I was never going to come first..
It's now that he has stepped away from us reminded me of why he didn't choose to be with me in the first place. financially, I'm in a horrible place with 5 kids and I wonder if I will ever find love again with my emotional, financial and situational issues.
It's brought back the night mares the insecurities and with the 2 year mark of my husbands death coming up a lot of resentment for him leaving me and the kids. Maybe I'm just giving myself time to morn for the first time. But, a fake relationship with someone that made me feel special was easier to deal with then dealing with the fact that I am a mess that no one wants.
This guy wasn't the first to hurt me because they felt I had too much baggage in my life. I also met someone at work that clamed to have liked me a lot. but, when it came right down to it my baggage scared him. It was the same story I really like you but, I can't handle the stuff that comes with you... and they love me from that distant state. This other guy also still talks and interacts with me as a good friend that when I step too far away from him admits he is afraid of loosing me as a friend but, has sense started seeing someone else and i'm again expendable.
my best friend even though she claims to love me and I am a good person in her eyes doesn't bring herself in to my life with my kids. I always go to her house enter her life which makes me feel again a bit abandoned. My kids my life and my money problems aren't a puppy that I can just give away. I love my family too much and I admit I do become closed off some times from totally opening myself up to letting people in because they can't handle all of me.
And to see me in a Anxiety or PSTD attack just pushes people away farther. It scares them. I'm broken, I'm always told what a good mom, good person I am but, and I know that's worth something but, not worth enough to be apart of it with me.
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The truth of the matter was I was mad when I found out.. To put yourself in a state where you put so much trust in someone after such a traumatic loss but, the sad part about all this is I never did totally let go of this man and he continued to see me for the last year and a half and the craziness about this all is I've continued to rationalize this relationship in my head telling myself that if I was him I would have done the same thing and that not only could he not handle my 5 kids I'm not sure I could have handled two more. And that this Lady he married is good for his kids. Though I feel really bad for her because she hasn't known about me..
But, again the situation has been good emotionally for me as it has given me that slow not to pushy not there all the time way to slowly heal and still have that back ground support. And I feel bad for his wife even though I have been very supportive of his relationship with her and in some cases pushed him to work things out with her when things were going bad. I know is pretty messed up.
This is the week that my husband passed away though and someone who knows about the situation decided to get into our business and tell his wife. I knew this was eventually going to have to come to an end. but, not this week.. I guess it's kind of my punishment for playing with fire. It's been mostly perfect this last year and a half but, I had to block out those emotions that told me that he had chosen someone over me.. And that I was never going to come first..
It's now that he has stepped away from us reminded me of why he didn't choose to be with me in the first place. financially, I'm in a horrible place with 5 kids and I wonder if I will ever find love again with my emotional, financial and situational issues.
It's brought back the night mares the insecurities and with the 2 year mark of my husbands death coming up a lot of resentment for him leaving me and the kids. Maybe I'm just giving myself time to morn for the first time. But, a fake relationship with someone that made me feel special was easier to deal with then dealing with the fact that I am a mess that no one wants.
This guy wasn't the first to hurt me because they felt I had too much baggage in my life. I also met someone at work that clamed to have liked me a lot. but, when it came right down to it my baggage scared him. It was the same story I really like you but, I can't handle the stuff that comes with you... and they love me from that distant state. This other guy also still talks and interacts with me as a good friend that when I step too far away from him admits he is afraid of loosing me as a friend but, has sense started seeing someone else and i'm again expendable.
my best friend even though she claims to love me and I am a good person in her eyes doesn't bring herself in to my life with my kids. I always go to her house enter her life which makes me feel again a bit abandoned. My kids my life and my money problems aren't a puppy that I can just give away. I love my family too much and I admit I do become closed off some times from totally opening myself up to letting people in because they can't handle all of me.
And to see me in a Anxiety or PSTD attack just pushes people away farther. It scares them. I'm broken, I'm always told what a good mom, good person I am but, and I know that's worth something but, not worth enough to be apart of it with me.
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