I seem to trip over the cracks in the sidewalks.
Our middle son and my husband had a blow up for a lot of reasons, but to make a long story short, he has decided to live with his birth mother. Scott is hurting, and I don't know how to make it better.
I know in my head that it's not my fault, but my emotional self wants to take the blame.
I'm just tired.
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