Hi Fiz and firstly might i congratulate you on your incredible strength and willpower to get to ten months. I have seen that you have, like me, had wobbly moments, the difference being that you didn't wobble over and I did!
The problem is Fiz, that I know it is past, I know it is finished, but the scar feels so raw when i think about it. And at this time of year, I cannot help but think about it. The hurt is of course one thing, the actual fact that I no longer had any 'rights' concerning my children. I can tell you that since this happened, I have changed my attitude concerning fathers who want more visiting rights, and women who refuse to let them have access.
But it is the 'injustice' that i cannot seem to put to sleep. I did NOTHING wrong apart from leave a partner who was dominant, who controlled my every move and tried to control my every thought. I was an example of a mother, and did everything in the most traditional of ways. Then BOOM my world just collapsed. I think that this is also why I get my knickers in a twist about 'what people think of me'... To have that suspicion upon you that you MUST have done something seriously wrong to not have custody being a woman. In France, it is so traditional, and I was assured by everyone that i would get the kids. The shock of it, then the aftermath of rejection by parents of other children and friends of my husband and I, on top of the actual 'reality' of 'do as i say or i wont let you have them' was just unbearable. That 'look' of doubt in people's eyes when they ask you what happened. Even now, when we fill in papers for the children for school, and we have legal split custody, I feel "scared' if there is only one space for one 'legal guardian', as the whole thing comes rushing back into my mind. As a French man, and being in France, he always comes first on every paper. stupid to get upset about that, but it just makes me feel once again like 'everyone must still think I am a terrible mother' because of what happened. To have a four year old child clinging to you screaming i want to stay with mummy, and have her taken from your arms and the door closed in your face.... hardly surprising i suppose that I would go home and drink myself into oblivion.
But it is PAST now... so why does it still have such an effect of me. The only word i can use is that somewhere deep inside, I still feel so vulnerable. Yes i am a solid strong woman on the outside and have DONE all i had to do to change the situation, but that 'cut' still feels raw when I am forced to do anything which is related to it. TO renew the childrens ID cards i had to take the divorce papers to the council office and just getting them oout of the back of the cupboard made me feel sick and anxious.
I need to deal with this, but don't know how to. Maybe that is the key to my future as a non drinker. That feeling of 'I can't cope' be it work or whatever, is so similar to that feeling of 'helplessness' that I had back then and I will do anything to make it go away. Wow, I think in writing that I have just had a revelation!!
Anyway Fiz, thank you for your kind words, and keep goin yourself my dear, as you too have your own demons to face and I know it cant be easy.
Hugs from the heart,
Zelda