School's going well. I love most of my classes, and I'm doing well (judging by test scores) in all of them. Muffin Man is healthy, happy, smart as a whip and funny to boot. Mr. Spock is the world's best husband. There are no crises in my life at the moment.
So I was wondering why I feel so...blah. Not depressed, just...blah. And I think I've figured it out.
Muffin Man is the same age I was when my parents separated.
The parents of his friend, Deep-Voiced-Toddler, are going through a separation on their way to divorce.
I'm about to enter unknown territory, I have no idea what it's like to be a school-aged kid in an intact household. None. Well, a hint from reading fiction, but no personal experience. And Deep-Voiced-Toddler is about to live my life (sort of, I don't think joint custody will be an option there).
Through My Glasses, Dorkily
6 years ago