This shit is terrible. I'm at my 3yr olds first school function with my ex-wife and whenever we are near one another it almost feels like nothing changed. But it really really fucking did. It's terrible seeing what could have been two supportive parents together at such a nice occasion, all these other couples together.. It blows. I left because she was miserable and treated me like shit but as the years have progressed the only thing that changes is more and more doubt. Was it being stuck together 24/7 for COVID, hormones from pregnancy, idk. It was so clear that I had to go for years. I didn't look back until my kid started to become people. Now I wish I made different choices but the problem is I think it's not real, just nostalgia, because it was bad, I was miserable, she was mean and didn't consider my needs, I didn't trust her because of the past. But we had a chance to start over with this kid and I'm not sure that's realistic but it's incredibly fucking sad to see what might have been so often. Every time we are together I want to get in the car with my wife and daughter and go home. But that home doesn't exist. I can't even tell my ex-wife because she is trying to move on with a new boyfriend and I feel that it would be selfish and disrespectful to do anything to confuse her or damage that. Though I want to. I really want to talk to her. But I can't. So now I think about what could have been, see it every time I see her, which is 4 times a week and I think about what could be if I was able to talk to her and maybe move forward again. But neither of those are real or realistic and as much as I know that it occupies my mind 24/7. I wake up with a knot in my stomach, like after a drunken night waking up in jail and you realize the nightmare is real. That you're living it and there is no going back. Hard to accept but eventually I will have to. Anyway, school functions are painful. I should be enjoying my kid but everything is just kinda sad. Is it better to not go? I don't know.