Grief and loneliness can be absolutely paralyzingly can't they. Can't get up from the bottom step of the stairs right now. Had a bawl session sitting here after he walked out the door with the LO, taking him to school this AM, after taking the other boys to school. It was an unusual morning and the slight change in routine has thrown me. And every since last week I've been fighting the urge to ask him if he's really sure this is what he wants. You really don't want me?
The more normal things become sometimes the harder it is. The adrenaline of anger is gone and all I'm left with is grief.