I have been in such a horrible place for nearly 2 years, 2 years in July. I have self destructed in many way. I attempted to drink myself stupid. I am blessed to be able to say that I have been completely sober since shortly after the new year began!!! (with the exception of my prescribed RX's for XXX medical conditions)
I have been trying to hold myself together for my family that is in my home. It is harder than ever to 'be mommy and wife' when half of your heart is GONE, completely shattered and missing.
I have received some promising news about my boys. I have to make a few phone calls, out of state. My stomach is eating itself right now. My ulcer is killing me! I am getting closer to finding my boys.
I just re-read (had to read them out loud to someone) my court papers that state
The above is the last court order that I have. I have not been able to obtain an address for my X so I can have him 'served in person' in order to get my boys back.
UGH, just writing this, thinking about this, needing to do this is making me truly sick to my stomach. My eyes are burning with tears, I can feel the lump in my throat growing-making it hard to breathe, never mind freaking swallowing. I am shaking, my chest is tight, my palms are so sweaty that the keyboard is wet.
I am so tired of feeling like I am broken! I am tired of feeling incomplete EVERY F**KING DAY! I need my babies and G*Ds know THEY NEED ME!
I am scared, I am freaking terrified. No one in my life can come anywhere close to ever knowing how I feel. Hell, I often hear/am told/asked if I even care about finding my boys. 'Others' feel that I have not done ENOUGH to find them, that I do not care. WTF!
Whew, I need to meditate. Need to find my happy place, however, my happy place no longer exsists! I have not seen/been in my happy place for so long! I have no clue what a happy place is!
Oh, I made my apt today for the day spa. I DO NOT want to go! I want nothing to do with being freaking pampered for an entire day. JB bought me this last year from Mother's day and I HAVE TO use the G.C. by the 7th of May. He spent a LOOOOT of $ for this... but I do not want to do it. I want nothing to do with others pampering me, making me feel good.
*Damn it I am full on bawling now*
I am so great at holding it all in, hiding what my feelings are. Typing all of this out is good for me, right? Being able to let it out and, well now, sobbing-trying to catch my breath- is good for me, right?
I cannot say any more!
I have been trying to hold myself together for my family that is in my home. It is harder than ever to 'be mommy and wife' when half of your heart is GONE, completely shattered and missing.
I have received some promising news about my boys. I have to make a few phone calls, out of state. My stomach is eating itself right now. My ulcer is killing me! I am getting closer to finding my boys.
I just re-read (had to read them out loud to someone) my court papers that state
Quote:
| Court has jurisdiction of the subject matter (ie; custody, even stating my DC names DOB), The former wife's petition now before the court alleges that, shortly after court denied the former husband's motion for child pick up ordered on July 1, 2008, he absconded with the children outside the State of Florida and has since secreted them from the former wife. "PRIOR TO THE FORMER HUSBAND'S WRONGFUL REMOVAL OF THE CHILDREN, FLORIDA WAS THE CHILDREN'S HOME STATE UNDER THE UNIFORM CHILD CUSTODY JURISDICTION AND ENFORCEMENT ACT." |
UGH, just writing this, thinking about this, needing to do this is making me truly sick to my stomach. My eyes are burning with tears, I can feel the lump in my throat growing-making it hard to breathe, never mind freaking swallowing. I am shaking, my chest is tight, my palms are so sweaty that the keyboard is wet.
I am so tired of feeling like I am broken! I am tired of feeling incomplete EVERY F**KING DAY! I need my babies and G*Ds know THEY NEED ME!
I am scared, I am freaking terrified. No one in my life can come anywhere close to ever knowing how I feel. Hell, I often hear/am told/asked if I even care about finding my boys. 'Others' feel that I have not done ENOUGH to find them, that I do not care. WTF!
Whew, I need to meditate. Need to find my happy place, however, my happy place no longer exsists! I have not seen/been in my happy place for so long! I have no clue what a happy place is!
Oh, I made my apt today for the day spa. I DO NOT want to go! I want nothing to do with being freaking pampered for an entire day. JB bought me this last year from Mother's day and I HAVE TO use the G.C. by the 7th of May. He spent a LOOOOT of $ for this... but I do not want to do it. I want nothing to do with others pampering me, making me feel good.
*Damn it I am full on bawling now*
I am so great at holding it all in, hiding what my feelings are. Typing all of this out is good for me, right? Being able to let it out and, well now, sobbing-trying to catch my breath- is good for me, right?
I cannot say any more!









I pray God's peace and joy breaks through. Life is extremely difficult but keep on keeping on. You'll get through!

I can't even imagine the pain. I hope you find them and get them home safely.