I have been No Contact for three weeks. Mostly it feels good.
For all who come after, I am the type that get their
validation from making other happy. So the lonely spots are really hard.
Thanksgiving alone sucks. But better than 5 years ago when she tried to use the holiday to break apart my family ... .divide and isolate... .
Today my daughter called and asked me to come over and help with a school project. I went and I did not go in the house. Simply helped with the project in the garage.
But I could feel her. I was scared to death. She was in the house and knew I was there.
Where is this fear coming from?
