That is how everything seems right now.

My mood is darker these past couple of days. In many ways, I feel more sadness, sorrow and emptiness now than I did the first couple of weeks after the affair ended. Maybe it is just the reality of the finality of it all sinking in deeper.

Last night I went for my daily run. I like to do it at night, after the children are all tucked in bed and I can finally exhale and know that I’ve made it through one more day.

The other benefit to running at night is that no one can see me crying.

I usually cry during some part of my run. Last night I cried through all of it and again when I finished. I was doing my stretches and ended up laying in the grass staring into the sky and sobbing. I cried as I fell asleep…

I talk to him. I tell him how I feel. He doesn’t hear it. But it helps for that moment. It’s just another one of my coping mechanisms.