Humbled

There is days when I just want to throw my arms up and say enough. It took it a lot for me to say I need help and we just can not do this any more. TJ and I moved into his parents house. Now his parents are fine, they do their thing and they are decent people. What I struggle with is I have been out on my own for 20 years, I work hard ( I have had the same job 8 years), I have an advance degree and some, I live as honest as possible (especially these last 8 years), I try to learn from my mistakes. This is a humbling experience if anything. It was the most financially sound thing for us to do. TJ has been harping me for over a year now to move out that house in town while we could and I just kept finding reasons not to.

Having to let go has been hard. I have always been pretty independent and this transition has made me step back and look at myself a minute. Cheers to my husband who stepped up to the plate when it counted and took responsibility. His support has been the best through all this. I am usually the one shouldering all the crap either because I do that to myself or the other party is irresponsible. The load is lightened and shared making this not easy but tolerable. Either way this is good thing for all parties concerned and we will find the positive and move forward.