Looking forward to the next couple months as I continue to push. I refuse to let winter slow me down! Thanks for all the comments and encouragement. It really does help. It has been a HARD summer, but I feel like I am finally finding myself and loving her too :)
Life as a mother can become very tedious when your day becomes a list of repetitive requirements. It becomes hard to even count days because they start to blur into the next, always the same and when I become buried in in these lists I feel that I am no longer me. Instead, I am a compilation of all the things that need to be done. Yet, words, beautiful words give voice to my thoughts and emotions making me more than just the pieces
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Thursday, October 10, 2013
weight update
So back in July I posted pictures of myself and where I was at before I started working out and making life changes. It has been 2 1/2 months, so I figured it was time for some new pictures as well as the old ones as a reminder of how far I have come. 171.1 this morning from the 190 I was at.




Looking forward to the next couple months as I continue to push. I refuse to let winter slow me down! Thanks for all the comments and encouragement. It really does help. It has been a HARD summer, but I feel like I am finally finding myself and loving her too :)
Looking forward to the next couple months as I continue to push. I refuse to let winter slow me down! Thanks for all the comments and encouragement. It really does help. It has been a HARD summer, but I feel like I am finally finding myself and loving her too :)
Emotional
Today I just want to cry and really it is not because I upset or angry or hurt. I just want to cry and I was having a hard time wanting to do so when I feel I have no sad prompting to do so, but my mom said it best when she was trying to explain my tears to my two year old by saying, "mommy is just stressed and tired and this is how her body is getting it out"
Even though Josh s the one who cheated on me and is now living with another woman, he still has not done anything to perpetuate the divorce (as I figured would be the case) so basically, if I want a divorce, which I do, then I once again have to do all the work (as if I didn't have enough going on with my two babies). I have a near and dear friend though who has done a lot of the leg work for me so that I have finally started on the paperwork needed so that I can file!!!! I am doing all of this myself as I cannot afford the $5,000 most lawyers would charge. which should work as long as Josh stays cooperative. I am going for full custody and at the moment Josh has agreed to that. I am trying to push this divorce through as soon as possible for a couple of reasons 1. I do not like being cheated on 2. The law will get me the money that is owed to me 3. I can finally start over and possible find someone who appreciates all I have to offer. This is going to be A LOT of work and kind of difficult as I fill out these forms, make sure I have all the right forms, hit all the deadlines, etc. So prayers would be great and maybe a miracle to just guide me through this as I still feel very lost at the moment. Once again, it just doesn't seem fair, I am the one stuck doing all of this, when none of this was brought to pass by my choices. Although, I will claim as being indigent, which will helpfully keep the costs low, as well as insure what is owed to me as support from Josh. Ah, but I apologize, I am sure you all are sick of reading all of this Josh stuff, just as much as I am sick of talking about it over and over again.
I am looking forward to my cake decorating class as it is the once night A week I get 2 hours all to myself. My parent's have been kind enough to watch the kids as I finish out my course (this is class 2 of the last course) and I am almost done! I am looking forward to decorating both Amellia's and Dorian's cakes for their birthday as well as a Halloween cake I have been commissioned to do. I am down 1 more pound putting me at 172 and I ran a mile in 11.49 minutes (my best time). It feels like a crawl, but it is progress! My next short term goal is to try and work out child care and stuff so that I can take a trip to the temple soon and do a session.
Even though Josh s the one who cheated on me and is now living with another woman, he still has not done anything to perpetuate the divorce (as I figured would be the case) so basically, if I want a divorce, which I do, then I once again have to do all the work (as if I didn't have enough going on with my two babies). I have a near and dear friend though who has done a lot of the leg work for me so that I have finally started on the paperwork needed so that I can file!!!! I am doing all of this myself as I cannot afford the $5,000 most lawyers would charge. which should work as long as Josh stays cooperative. I am going for full custody and at the moment Josh has agreed to that. I am trying to push this divorce through as soon as possible for a couple of reasons 1. I do not like being cheated on 2. The law will get me the money that is owed to me 3. I can finally start over and possible find someone who appreciates all I have to offer. This is going to be A LOT of work and kind of difficult as I fill out these forms, make sure I have all the right forms, hit all the deadlines, etc. So prayers would be great and maybe a miracle to just guide me through this as I still feel very lost at the moment. Once again, it just doesn't seem fair, I am the one stuck doing all of this, when none of this was brought to pass by my choices. Although, I will claim as being indigent, which will helpfully keep the costs low, as well as insure what is owed to me as support from Josh. Ah, but I apologize, I am sure you all are sick of reading all of this Josh stuff, just as much as I am sick of talking about it over and over again.
I am looking forward to my cake decorating class as it is the once night A week I get 2 hours all to myself. My parent's have been kind enough to watch the kids as I finish out my course (this is class 2 of the last course) and I am almost done! I am looking forward to decorating both Amellia's and Dorian's cakes for their birthday as well as a Halloween cake I have been commissioned to do. I am down 1 more pound putting me at 172 and I ran a mile in 11.49 minutes (my best time). It feels like a crawl, but it is progress! My next short term goal is to try and work out child care and stuff so that I can take a trip to the temple soon and do a session.
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
Wow
The last two days I have not posted and I have literally been writhing in anger. It was hard to not continually snap and yell at my kids and every time I thought of anything concerning Josh, this red gaze would blur my sight and all I could think, see or say was hate. I read my scriptures, prayed, ran and still I was just angry. So much so there were things said that I regret as it did not make me feel any better and it did not help the situation. I was tart enough to tell Josh I wish he had died in Afghanistan because at least then I would have the insurance money to support me and the kids and he would no longer be able to hurt us. As I said I am not proud and it was a darker day or two for me, but I feel like I am finally coming out on the other side. I feel like playing with my kids. I feel love and hope again. I am not feeling the need to call at curse at my husband for all his selfish choices. Today, I am back to myself. I am focusing on my needs as well as the needs of my children. I wish his choices didn't affect us the way they do, but I can decide how I choose to overcome all of that. Part of the reason I tried so hard to save my marriage in the first place as for the children. I wanted them to see I was not giving up, that I was enduring to the end. I just need to remember that I will always have to teach that lesson, except now it is personal mastery over myself and not just patience with another. I need to pick myself up every day and remember that I am an example. I can cry and I can hurt, but I need to show my children how we deal with things that hurt and lashing back is not the way. I need to show them that we endure to the end by being faithful and always trying to have and show the true love of Christ. I am not to the point where I feel any love or forgiveness towards Josh, but I feel the love of Christ for myself enough to know that I don't deserve to feel all the hate because of his choices. I can feel the love of Christ and the love of motherhood for my children to continue being the best I can. Ahhh this is so hard, always trying to be the better person when sometimes al I want is to just go crazy on him. Every minute of every day I am having to withhold sending a text explaining just how crappy of a person he is by telling myself he isn't worth my time or the words I have to say and he rejected all of that a long time ago. How though can I not be so hurt and conflicted when this is the man I bet everything on, just to have him betray, deceive, and retract everything that was important to me. He is not worth it though and I know this. Tomorrow will be the two week point that I found out he was an adulterer.
me. Just focus on me. I am down another pound putting me at 172. My overall goal weight is 135 (for now). I went to the doctor and was tested to make sure I wasn't given an STD and everything came out clean, so I was blessed in that aspect. My kids are having a hard time with all this change and I am trying as best as I can to meet all of their needs. I am blessed to be living with mom and dad where that can step in and give me the moment or two I need to get on my knees and push again until bedtime. I feel like I am treading water and sinking slowly, yet at the same time I can see the shore line and feel hope that at least I can maybe make it.
sorry, I know I am all over the place. Another big breath and time to quickly eat lunch while the kids nap for 30 min or so then my goal is the zoo. I love you all!
me. Just focus on me. I am down another pound putting me at 172. My overall goal weight is 135 (for now). I went to the doctor and was tested to make sure I wasn't given an STD and everything came out clean, so I was blessed in that aspect. My kids are having a hard time with all this change and I am trying as best as I can to meet all of their needs. I am blessed to be living with mom and dad where that can step in and give me the moment or two I need to get on my knees and push again until bedtime. I feel like I am treading water and sinking slowly, yet at the same time I can see the shore line and feel hope that at least I can maybe make it.
sorry, I know I am all over the place. Another big breath and time to quickly eat lunch while the kids nap for 30 min or so then my goal is the zoo. I love you all!
Monday, October 7, 2013
*Deep breath*
It has been a very rough morning. Patience is all gone, I am running on empty and am still expected to give to two sick, grumpy children. I want to scream. I want to yell. So I did. Josh texted me this morning asking how the kids were and I let him know just how difficult they had been. At this point he offered to take them for the evening and I can't even begin to explain the seething anger that rolled through and shook my entire body. He knew (as I had told him a year ago) if he ever ended up with this woman, our children would NEVER be allowed near her. So Josh leaves me and the kids for this woman and her child and then tries to take them over there to all be together?! I was livid and let him know as much via text. he said he only wanted to take care of his kids and something inside of my snapped. I finally broke or gave in to the anger because I called him up and let him have it:
"you want to take care of the kids? Then you shouldn't have moved in with HER!" You want to take care of the kids? Then you shouldn't have left them! You want to take care of the kids? then how about you pay me the child support you owe me! You want to take care of the kids? Then how about you man up and grow a pair, and talk to my parents or apologize or do something to show contrition so you are at least allowed over her once in a while! You do not want to take care of the kids, or you would have made some very different choices." I admit I had yelled all of this, and while I was in another room, my children still heard me yelling. I hung up and walked back into the kitchen where my children were eating their breakfasts when my sweet little two year old looked up and chastised me by saying, "no yell at dad, mommy." It had felt good to yell. to cream at him for once, but that simple phrase broke my heart and I remembered why I try so hard to put my pride away. I can feel hurt and broken without having to return it, despite the desire to do so. This whole growing, trying, stretching thing is sooooo hard when all I want to do is punch him in the face, scream, cry and say all the mean hurtful things that I feel.
However, I already know the growth and the endurance is worth it. What a great reminder with all the talks given in General Conference. I felt so many of the talks were directed specifically at me, but overall there was the feeling of hope, endurance, reward. Oh how I love my religion and my God. The very thing I was rejected for (my religion and motherhood) are the very things that make me great. That help me be even greater than I thought possible and what puts me in contact with greatness. Last night a member of my church came over with ice cream and sat and talked with me. I did not really know this lady beforehand, but like me, she is striving to be Christ-like and that is exactly what she was as she sat and listened and talked and got to know me, a fellow sister in Zion. I love my religion for all that is blesses me with, despite the trials that strain me.
Last night when I went running, I met a lady on the track who said hello asked how I was and of course I repeated the same inquiry. I loved her answer when I asked her how she was she responded with "blessed." That is exactly it. No one wants to hear how crappy your life is and honestly, it isn't something I want to dwell on and I certainly wouldn't admit to being good, well, or great. So like my fellow runner, I plan on using that as my answer as a reminder of everything I do have, and great is the number of my blessings!
"you want to take care of the kids? Then you shouldn't have moved in with HER!" You want to take care of the kids? Then you shouldn't have left them! You want to take care of the kids? then how about you pay me the child support you owe me! You want to take care of the kids? Then how about you man up and grow a pair, and talk to my parents or apologize or do something to show contrition so you are at least allowed over her once in a while! You do not want to take care of the kids, or you would have made some very different choices." I admit I had yelled all of this, and while I was in another room, my children still heard me yelling. I hung up and walked back into the kitchen where my children were eating their breakfasts when my sweet little two year old looked up and chastised me by saying, "no yell at dad, mommy." It had felt good to yell. to cream at him for once, but that simple phrase broke my heart and I remembered why I try so hard to put my pride away. I can feel hurt and broken without having to return it, despite the desire to do so. This whole growing, trying, stretching thing is sooooo hard when all I want to do is punch him in the face, scream, cry and say all the mean hurtful things that I feel.
However, I already know the growth and the endurance is worth it. What a great reminder with all the talks given in General Conference. I felt so many of the talks were directed specifically at me, but overall there was the feeling of hope, endurance, reward. Oh how I love my religion and my God. The very thing I was rejected for (my religion and motherhood) are the very things that make me great. That help me be even greater than I thought possible and what puts me in contact with greatness. Last night a member of my church came over with ice cream and sat and talked with me. I did not really know this lady beforehand, but like me, she is striving to be Christ-like and that is exactly what she was as she sat and listened and talked and got to know me, a fellow sister in Zion. I love my religion for all that is blesses me with, despite the trials that strain me.
Last night when I went running, I met a lady on the track who said hello asked how I was and of course I repeated the same inquiry. I loved her answer when I asked her how she was she responded with "blessed." That is exactly it. No one wants to hear how crappy your life is and honestly, it isn't something I want to dwell on and I certainly wouldn't admit to being good, well, or great. So like my fellow runner, I plan on using that as my answer as a reminder of everything I do have, and great is the number of my blessings!
Saturday, October 5, 2013
I am...
I am strong. I am hurting. I am achieving. I am turning into a runner.
Since I have ben so honest in everything, why start hiding facts now. When I moved to Colorado I was post delivery, breastfeeding and weighing 190lbs at only 5 feet tall. I was obese. I was fat. I was unhappy. My marriage was falling apart and somehow I didn't know what I wanted. I didn't know what I could do. I didn't know who I was. It is so easy to lose oneself being a mom and a wife and although I knew what I believed in and what I stood for, all my wants and needs somehow got lost in the list of to do items. Moving to Colorado was a very obvious new start. Starting, however, is hard. I started walking. Every once in a while I would do some 15 minute cardio workout feeling like I was so healthy now that I was working on being active, but the weight wasn't coming off the way I had hoped. A pound here, a couple weeks and maybe another pound or two. I wasn't giving up though.
The walking turned to fast walking, and then to a couple of quick sprints, for the enjoyment of my two year old, but something was happening. I was starting to track my progress by how much further I could walk or run. I found a dear friend who went running with me, going my pace, but encouraging me to push as much as possible and it sucked. I hate running I have always hated running, but somehow I was doing it. I was accomplishing it and took so much pride the first time I went around the track (1/4 a mile) without stopping. I dropped another few pounds and another inch or two and although I wasn't really seeing a difference, I was feeling better about myself. so I ran so more.
I still run with this friend, but then I started running on my own at nights after the kids were in bed. Running in the dark, alone with the thoughts that drag me down during the day and some how running went from something I hated to something that made me feel good. Something that was therapeutic.
Today was really difficult for me as Josh was over here to be with the kids for four hours. The longest amount of time we have had to spend in the same area since I found out he has been unfaithful. It was hard. The emotions plague me and I feel the need to ask these questions that I know the answers will only hurt, but I ask anyway and I hurt. I hurt. I boil. I cry: all on the inside and tonight I needed out. I needed anything to calm everything, so I ran. Tonight I ran and I achieved the goal I have been working for all along. Tonight I ran a mile without stopping! I know that may sound so small to those who are used to this sort of thing, but remember three months ago I was 190 lbs and unable to run to save my life and tonight, tonight I ran a mile and weighed in at 173 lbs.
I am finding myself. I am focusing on myself and I am becoming what I should have been all along. I am rediscovering my worth and I am achieving things I had only hoped for. Tonight, I win. Tonight I am a runner.
Since I have ben so honest in everything, why start hiding facts now. When I moved to Colorado I was post delivery, breastfeeding and weighing 190lbs at only 5 feet tall. I was obese. I was fat. I was unhappy. My marriage was falling apart and somehow I didn't know what I wanted. I didn't know what I could do. I didn't know who I was. It is so easy to lose oneself being a mom and a wife and although I knew what I believed in and what I stood for, all my wants and needs somehow got lost in the list of to do items. Moving to Colorado was a very obvious new start. Starting, however, is hard. I started walking. Every once in a while I would do some 15 minute cardio workout feeling like I was so healthy now that I was working on being active, but the weight wasn't coming off the way I had hoped. A pound here, a couple weeks and maybe another pound or two. I wasn't giving up though.
The walking turned to fast walking, and then to a couple of quick sprints, for the enjoyment of my two year old, but something was happening. I was starting to track my progress by how much further I could walk or run. I found a dear friend who went running with me, going my pace, but encouraging me to push as much as possible and it sucked. I hate running I have always hated running, but somehow I was doing it. I was accomplishing it and took so much pride the first time I went around the track (1/4 a mile) without stopping. I dropped another few pounds and another inch or two and although I wasn't really seeing a difference, I was feeling better about myself. so I ran so more.
I still run with this friend, but then I started running on my own at nights after the kids were in bed. Running in the dark, alone with the thoughts that drag me down during the day and some how running went from something I hated to something that made me feel good. Something that was therapeutic.
Today was really difficult for me as Josh was over here to be with the kids for four hours. The longest amount of time we have had to spend in the same area since I found out he has been unfaithful. It was hard. The emotions plague me and I feel the need to ask these questions that I know the answers will only hurt, but I ask anyway and I hurt. I hurt. I boil. I cry: all on the inside and tonight I needed out. I needed anything to calm everything, so I ran. Tonight I ran and I achieved the goal I have been working for all along. Tonight I ran a mile without stopping! I know that may sound so small to those who are used to this sort of thing, but remember three months ago I was 190 lbs and unable to run to save my life and tonight, tonight I ran a mile and weighed in at 173 lbs.
I am finding myself. I am focusing on myself and I am becoming what I should have been all along. I am rediscovering my worth and I am achieving things I had only hoped for. Tonight, I win. Tonight I am a runner.
Thursday, October 3, 2013
FInally some truth!!!
So the purpose of this post it to not only update you, but to be my journal. For me the act of writing it down, helps me process and let go. I am not trying to make anyone take sides or feel a certain way, but these are my feelings so realize I am sure they are biased. I am really working on trying to 1. not feel angry as that does not benefit anyone, especially not the children and 2. not allow the choices of other people to shape or direct the direction of my life, so after that long prelude, here is a recap of a conversation Josh and I had last night:
I called because everything still felt left open ended and I needed answers to feel closure. The thing that bothered me the most was feeling a need to know when my husband decided he no longer wanted me as a spouse. I needed to know a time frame, if there was anything I had done, or anything I could have done more. I got a lot of I don't knows and it isn't that simple, but after a bit of discussion Josh gave me this explanation: It happened in Afghanistan (3 1/2 years ago). After he was wounded and nearly died (his third of fourth near death experience) he felt this was some sort of wake up call or indication he needed to change something in his life as once again he had faced death and lived. (Now this is what I think, but I feel that because Josh felt inadequate with being LDS because of the habits he failed to break, he decided the religion overall was the thing making him unhappy) so he began looking into different religions and belief systems. He came across Thelema and decided this was the "religion" for him. Here is a description because I had no idea what it was:
Thelema (/θəˈliːmə/; Koine Greek: [θélima]) is a religion[1] that was developed by Aleister Crowley, the early 20th-century British writer and ceremonial magician.[2] He believed himself to be the prophet of a new age, the Æon of Horus,[3] based upon a spiritual experience that he and his wife, Rose Edith, had in Egypt in 1904.[1] By his account, a possibly non-corporeal or "praeterhuman" being that called itself Aiwass contacted him and dictated a text known as The Book of the Law or Liber AL vel Legis, which outlined the principles of Thelema.[1][4] An adherent of Thelema is a Thelemite.
The Thelemic pantheon includes a number of deities, primarily a trinity adapted from ancient Egyptian religion, who are the three speakers of The Book of the Law: Nuit, Hadit and Ra-Hoor-Khuit. The religion is founded upon the idea that the 20th century marked the beginning of the Aeon of Horus, in which a new ethical code would be followed; "Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law". This statement indicates that adherents, who are known as Thelemites, should seek out and follow their own true path in life, known as their True Will[5] rather than their egotistic desires.[6] The philosophy also emphasizes the ritual practice of Magick.
The word "thelema" is the English transliteration of the Koine Greek noun θέλημα: "will", from the verb θέλω: to will, wish, purpose. In the New Testament as well as the works of Plato, thelema includes the ideas of will, choice, inclination, desire, including sexual desire, and pleasure.[citation needed] As Crowley developed the religion, he wrote widely on the topic, producing what are collectively termed the Holy Books of Thelema. He also included ideas from occultism, Yoga and both Eastern and Western mysticism, especially the Qabalah.[7]
Josh then said that when he found this belief system he just knew we had no future and no longer had a desire to be married to me. I begged and pleaded for an answer as to why and all I got was "I don't know" so this is what I think, I truly believe that this is so against the very essence of what I AM and what I believe in that Josh knew it would never work, so then and there he decided he was done. This "religion" made him feel better about himself because it justified all the actions he chose in selfishness. (Just called Josh and confronted him on this and he admitted this was in fact the reason. he rejected me due to my religion; the same one he knew I have always stood for when he married me, and he admitted that is was due to his religion that he justified having sex with another woman while married)
Josh eventually came home. When he left I was a wife. When he came home he felt he needed to be a husband, a dad, a soldier, a provider and he said he couldn't do it all and I had changed. I was a mother and that was all he could see me as. Since he had already decided he did not want me before he came home and since he saw me in this new role, that is all I became: a mom to his child.
I have known these last 3 1/2 years something has been wrong and off and the ENTIRE time I have been fighting to get help for Josh as well as fight tooth and nail for the relationship I thought we had; for the person I thought I had married. A large part of me wishes I had not wasted that time and wishes I had no fought and held on and even that I was a fool for doing so. However, there is another part of me that knows I have grown through this stretch in trial. I know I have two beautiful kids because I was so loyal. I have the knowledge that despite his cowardice in being honest about anything, I worked hard and I endured to the end.
Although this information was horribly painful to hear and digest, it has given what I needed. I will not sacrifice my religion for anyone and if that is the reason he did not want me, then he did NOT deserve me. My beliefs are EVETYTHING and they make me the BEST person I can possibly be. I will NEVER apologize for my religion or my beliefs and it makes me sick that he chose to throw everything that was valuable in his life away. He is a coward, he is a fool, and I will try to pity his damned soul rather than damn mine, with unneeded anger.
I called because everything still felt left open ended and I needed answers to feel closure. The thing that bothered me the most was feeling a need to know when my husband decided he no longer wanted me as a spouse. I needed to know a time frame, if there was anything I had done, or anything I could have done more. I got a lot of I don't knows and it isn't that simple, but after a bit of discussion Josh gave me this explanation: It happened in Afghanistan (3 1/2 years ago). After he was wounded and nearly died (his third of fourth near death experience) he felt this was some sort of wake up call or indication he needed to change something in his life as once again he had faced death and lived. (Now this is what I think, but I feel that because Josh felt inadequate with being LDS because of the habits he failed to break, he decided the religion overall was the thing making him unhappy) so he began looking into different religions and belief systems. He came across Thelema and decided this was the "religion" for him. Here is a description because I had no idea what it was:
Thelema (/θəˈliːmə/; Koine Greek: [θélima]) is a religion[1] that was developed by Aleister Crowley, the early 20th-century British writer and ceremonial magician.[2] He believed himself to be the prophet of a new age, the Æon of Horus,[3] based upon a spiritual experience that he and his wife, Rose Edith, had in Egypt in 1904.[1] By his account, a possibly non-corporeal or "praeterhuman" being that called itself Aiwass contacted him and dictated a text known as The Book of the Law or Liber AL vel Legis, which outlined the principles of Thelema.[1][4] An adherent of Thelema is a Thelemite.
The Thelemic pantheon includes a number of deities, primarily a trinity adapted from ancient Egyptian religion, who are the three speakers of The Book of the Law: Nuit, Hadit and Ra-Hoor-Khuit. The religion is founded upon the idea that the 20th century marked the beginning of the Aeon of Horus, in which a new ethical code would be followed; "Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law". This statement indicates that adherents, who are known as Thelemites, should seek out and follow their own true path in life, known as their True Will[5] rather than their egotistic desires.[6] The philosophy also emphasizes the ritual practice of Magick.
The word "thelema" is the English transliteration of the Koine Greek noun θέλημα: "will", from the verb θέλω: to will, wish, purpose. In the New Testament as well as the works of Plato, thelema includes the ideas of will, choice, inclination, desire, including sexual desire, and pleasure.[citation needed] As Crowley developed the religion, he wrote widely on the topic, producing what are collectively termed the Holy Books of Thelema. He also included ideas from occultism, Yoga and both Eastern and Western mysticism, especially the Qabalah.[7]
Josh then said that when he found this belief system he just knew we had no future and no longer had a desire to be married to me. I begged and pleaded for an answer as to why and all I got was "I don't know" so this is what I think, I truly believe that this is so against the very essence of what I AM and what I believe in that Josh knew it would never work, so then and there he decided he was done. This "religion" made him feel better about himself because it justified all the actions he chose in selfishness. (Just called Josh and confronted him on this and he admitted this was in fact the reason. he rejected me due to my religion; the same one he knew I have always stood for when he married me, and he admitted that is was due to his religion that he justified having sex with another woman while married)
Josh eventually came home. When he left I was a wife. When he came home he felt he needed to be a husband, a dad, a soldier, a provider and he said he couldn't do it all and I had changed. I was a mother and that was all he could see me as. Since he had already decided he did not want me before he came home and since he saw me in this new role, that is all I became: a mom to his child.
I have known these last 3 1/2 years something has been wrong and off and the ENTIRE time I have been fighting to get help for Josh as well as fight tooth and nail for the relationship I thought we had; for the person I thought I had married. A large part of me wishes I had not wasted that time and wishes I had no fought and held on and even that I was a fool for doing so. However, there is another part of me that knows I have grown through this stretch in trial. I know I have two beautiful kids because I was so loyal. I have the knowledge that despite his cowardice in being honest about anything, I worked hard and I endured to the end.
Although this information was horribly painful to hear and digest, it has given what I needed. I will not sacrifice my religion for anyone and if that is the reason he did not want me, then he did NOT deserve me. My beliefs are EVETYTHING and they make me the BEST person I can possibly be. I will NEVER apologize for my religion or my beliefs and it makes me sick that he chose to throw everything that was valuable in his life away. He is a coward, he is a fool, and I will try to pity his damned soul rather than damn mine, with unneeded anger.
Wednesday, October 2, 2013
Reasons I Am Enough: (part one)
*No matter how I feel, or what I am going through, I can and will ALWAYS put my children's needs first.
*Despite the extra pounds, I am beautiful and if someone actually knew me as a person they would know that too.
*Although I may need someone to lean on, I always pick myself up and never need to be carried.
*I am ALWAYS faithful.
*I am honest.
*When I love, I give everything that I am, holding nothing back.
*I am loyal.
*I am forever trying to be a better version of myself.
*I am GREAT at managing and budgeting money.
*I am determined and self driven.
*I am organized.
*I am a leader.
*I value knowledge and try to continue in educating myself on a variety of different topics.
*I am creative, allowing myself and my children activities that promote education, experience, and achievement.
*I enjoy being active and doing things that push me physically, especially when I have a partner or encouragement.
*I keep a clean and cozy home.
*I am a pretty good cook and am diligent about having a mean on the table by the time everyone gets home.
*because I am religious, and put the Lord, my God first in all things, which only allows me to be a more loving, less judgmental, more forgiving person.
*Despite the extra pounds, I am beautiful and if someone actually knew me as a person they would know that too.
*Although I may need someone to lean on, I always pick myself up and never need to be carried.
*I am ALWAYS faithful.
*I am honest.
*When I love, I give everything that I am, holding nothing back.
*I am loyal.
*I am forever trying to be a better version of myself.
*I am GREAT at managing and budgeting money.
*I am determined and self driven.
*I am organized.
*I am a leader.
*I value knowledge and try to continue in educating myself on a variety of different topics.
*I am creative, allowing myself and my children activities that promote education, experience, and achievement.
*I enjoy being active and doing things that push me physically, especially when I have a partner or encouragement.
*I keep a clean and cozy home.
*I am a pretty good cook and am diligent about having a mean on the table by the time everyone gets home.
*because I am religious, and put the Lord, my God first in all things, which only allows me to be a more loving, less judgmental, more forgiving person.
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