The quiet mouse

I miss talking to you. I miss the wit and humor. I miss breaking your expectations.

This whole thing sucks.

I decided to not be married to my husband anymore. Something snapped in me. I don’t know what.

I just want more. I can’t be married toy husband and be healthy mentally. I need to be an amazing mom and person. I can’t do that with him around.

Boundaries I set my husband is slowly pushing back on. It’s subtle and quiet. It sucks that he’s doing it.

I totally expected him to do it but it still hurts that he’s doing it.