So I continue to struggle. Just the pain of loss. Missing my kids and the person I loved. The idea that she is still in there is gone, I think I held that for so long but a new creature inhabits her.
Letting go of hope has been hard but is useful. It is time to rebuild a life from the reunions and understand this how it is.
Yet is perverse. I have asked for no contact but I miss hearing from her. Sniping at each other makes you think there is something there when there is not.
But mostly there is just pain and lonlieness. For now.