Good Week, Bad Week

Good week, bad week, good week, bad week, that's how it goes. I saw my therapist last week and told her things were improving. Little did I know. Just when I think things are going well I get slapped in the face. I won't go into detail but I'm tired of being blamed for everything. I'm tired that my husband won't accept responsibility for his actions or being part of this relationship. I'm tired of games and lies. I'm tired of it and I don't know what to do. I'm done. This week was bad, hopefully next week will be better but who knows.