Sunday, March 4, 2012

*whew*

Today I did something I've been so scared of for a while, I told the bishop and the Relief Society president that my husband and I are separated.
I know, you're expecting judgement and hostility, right? Well I sure the hell was. I mean, family is kind of the penultimate within the Church yeah? I've been beating myself up for years with the expectations that have been set upon me as a wife and mother in the Church and my inability to make it work like it "should". So I was bracing for a scathing criticism of my failures and lectures about what I should have done.
Soooo, guess who was entirely wrong?
(That would be me for any bad guessers amongst us)
They were loving and understanding and I came away feeling like I just might come out of this okay. It'll be hard, and there's still plenty of painful road ahead, but I felt the wagons circle around me today and I know I'm not alone.