I don’t know how I should describe this.What kind of choice am I making now? To be precise, what kind of choice am I unknowingly making?Am I the one who pushes things away? Or is it really just me who just can’t let it go.
Survived first week of work. :)It’s manageable & am coping well physically. But emotionally... I miss my daughter. She misses me too. She teared when she told her teacher that Mama is at work & can’t send her or pick her up from school anymore.My heart breaks.