theglasscell
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I was on vacation this past week and spent the week with my ten year old son in Texas.
He is disabled because he has Down Syndrome so mentally he is more like 4 or five. We are really close but he moved to Texas five years ago because his mom won a relocation case in family court.
I enjoyed the visit but the whole time in my head I kept telling myself to make the most of it and made sure to hug him as much as possible and to make sure he had a lot of fun. Because I knew the time would go fast.
I flew back home last night and it was just so lonely in my apartment and seeing my son and ex-wife brings back so many memories of that time when I had a family. It's been 7 years now this August since my ex left and sued for custody and in that time she has a fiancee and got a great new career and seems really happy.
I don't begrudge her that but yesterday when I was on the plane I kind of realized that I have not really moved forward in seven years. I have a fine job and apartment and I should be grateful for that but I think besides the past year the majority of the six years since my marriage have been filled with drug addiction and me getting into trouble, plus severe depression.
I have four months clean now and the way I feel today makes me feel like just giving up and getting drunk, even though I know that would be bad. I just hate that memories from so many years ago can pop up in my head and seem like they just happened yesterday. I hate feeling stuck in the past and unable to move forward.
He is disabled because he has Down Syndrome so mentally he is more like 4 or five. We are really close but he moved to Texas five years ago because his mom won a relocation case in family court.
I enjoyed the visit but the whole time in my head I kept telling myself to make the most of it and made sure to hug him as much as possible and to make sure he had a lot of fun. Because I knew the time would go fast.
I flew back home last night and it was just so lonely in my apartment and seeing my son and ex-wife brings back so many memories of that time when I had a family. It's been 7 years now this August since my ex left and sued for custody and in that time she has a fiancee and got a great new career and seems really happy.
I don't begrudge her that but yesterday when I was on the plane I kind of realized that I have not really moved forward in seven years. I have a fine job and apartment and I should be grateful for that but I think besides the past year the majority of the six years since my marriage have been filled with drug addiction and me getting into trouble, plus severe depression.
I have four months clean now and the way I feel today makes me feel like just giving up and getting drunk, even though I know that would be bad. I just hate that memories from so many years ago can pop up in my head and seem like they just happened yesterday. I hate feeling stuck in the past and unable to move forward.