I am going through feelings of doubt.
Is Ex a pig (I'm trying to be polite)?
Has my imagination made him out worse than he is?
Am I a bad person because I left him for someone else?
Have I been controlled and manipulated for years or am I imagining it?
Do my kids hate me?
Will my kids accept that I am their mother some day?
Who am I?
I always thought that I was a fairly genuine, friendly, thoughtful, kind sort of girl. I thought that I had friends. Have I changed that much or am I just believing what Ex says?
One day I believe him and accept that he is being fair and doing all he can to promote