I had a big thing typed out and then I deleted it and wrote something else and deleted that and now here’s this…
Still living in the same house with our two minor children. All of my family is in another state. Told me she wanted a divorce a year ago and was friend zoned immediately and we entered roommate/co-parent status. Finally served me papers over Memorial Day weekend.
My mom just unexpectedly passed away on 7/27. I drove 10 hours to see her one last time. I was surrounded by family and love. I talked to and FaceTimed my kids everyday.
But now I’m back here in this house that isn’t even going to be mine for much longer with a person who doesn’t love me. She would prefer I was already out of this house. Now she has to deal with me AND this. She is not being cruel, she has hugged me and extended a hand to my shoulder, but to a dead reaction from me. She loved my mom and my mom loved her. She is grieving too and has tried to console me. I want to grab her and sob to her. I want to cry and grieve to my wife. But that not who she is and that’s not what this is. I know it’s good for the kids to see that. But that’s not what I need. I don’t know what I need but it’s not pity.
I don’t know how to feel. Tell me how to feel. I was mourning the death of my marriage and mourning the death of the future of my family and my kids lives and now I am dealing with the very real death of my mom. My fucking mom. I feel like all of the love is being sucked out of my life and I don’t know what the fuck to do.