I filed for divorce end of May. I don't regret that for a minute. He moved next door to live with alcoholics. Literally behind my house which is so weird and messed up. There was little I could do about it and there he remains. It's unfair but honestly what can I do except pray on it and that's the point I'm at now. He's now parading a new girlfriend in front of us and the kids were angry and hurt. I'm holding space for them. I'm here now typing this out to hold space for myself. I don't know why but it kind of hurts. I feel like it shouldn't. I mean I filed for divorce and can't stand the guy. That's probably why actually. Like after realizing what I married, I wanted protection and healing not in your face theatrics. It's such an abnormal situation. Sigh. I am powerless over others. I will not give my power away through reactions to others. But just for this moment I'm a little pissed off and sad about it. This too shall pass. It always does.