smudge21 Posted November 25, 2011 Share Posted November 25, 2011 How come Monday's can feel so terrible, full of emotions, memories, regrets, longing to see the ex... yet Fridays can feel great, like a new me. I still have those feelings, memories and regrets but they don't hurt like they do on a Monday. All very weird! Link to post Share on other sites
stunned8165 Posted November 25, 2011 Share Posted November 25, 2011 My bad days are usually Sunday and Monday. Mainly because I'm so used to having her and her kids with me doing things. I lost three. I get excited about friday. But when I get home, I get sad because they aren't there. It's all screwey and we will just have to ride the storm out. I know eventually someone , someday, will come along and I'll be saying to my self "what the hell was I thinking".. My ex cheated and left me to be with her boss just shy of six months ago. Link to post Share on other sites
Author smudge21 Posted November 25, 2011 Author Share Posted November 25, 2011 Sorry to hear this. Makes me feel kinda' ashamed to be feeling so bad over losing just one person compared to what you've lost. I know for definite it does get better though, always. Those Sunday/Monday's fade and we eventually get more Friday feelings. Link to post Share on other sites
ChelseaLS Posted November 25, 2011 Share Posted November 25, 2011 My bad days are every day that ends in Y. Just jokes. My bad days are usually Saturday, Sunday and Monday. Mornings are also awful. I really don't mind living on my own, I like it. I have always liked when I lived on my own. I do miss him walking in the door though. Link to post Share on other sites
stunned8165 Posted November 25, 2011 Share Posted November 25, 2011 My bad days are every day that ends in Y. Just jokes. My bad days are usually Saturday, Sunday and Monday. Mornings are also awful. I really don't mind living on my own, I like it. I have always liked when I lived on my own. I do miss him walking in the door though. I get a pit in my stomache when ever I pull into my driveway knowing the kids won't be there to greet me when I get home. Link to post Share on other sites
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