What am I doing?? Am I moving?
I have a job interview on Thursday for a job that I know I don’t want. I have to drive 2.5 hours back home for the interview. Could it possibly lead to a job that I would want?
I hate change. I hate my stbex for putting us in this place.
All I think about is the kids—Will they hate me in the future for moving away?
MENTAL HEALTH. I HAVE to think about my mental health. I have to be selfish and think about me. Right?
Will I be able to continue living here and living this life? Will I be able to see him everyday without wanting to claw his face off? Right now, today, that’s a big fat NO.
I don’t know what else to do. I need a change. He forced this change upon us. How selfish is THAT?
I am so confused and so torn. I love my job but I don’t like my life here. I can’t move on here. Not move on in the sense that I need to meet someone. I mean move on in the sense that I will be at peace with MYSELF and the life that was handed to me.
I can go. I can take control of my mental health. I have to move in order to get healthy. I keep thinking about the kids, though.
“Kids are resilient.”
“This will be their norm!”
That’s not fair for me to do that to them. I always put them first and I am having a very difficult time putting myself first. I don’t know how someone could NOT put the kids first. Thank you, stbex.
This is a hard and difficult road that I am on.
Anyone have a roadmap?