I often feel like I don't even know what to do with myself right now. I have school work and house work but I find myself drifting towards Kid's room and just staring...hoping.
Our assignment went well, and we have a second video session tomorrow night. I was asked how I feel about all of the possibilities for trauma trouble. Maybe I'm being naive, and I'm sure people might judge me as cocky, but that part of this process doesn't scare me. I feel like I will be able to deal with any issues that crop up once Kid is home; it's everything leading up to that that I have no control over. I still get quite scared when I think about how all of those doctors will be judging me, and then the judge, and then someone could change their mind again in those thirty days that follow the custody hearing.
I fear I am suffering from a massive case of the "what ifs."
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