I feel like I lost my anchor. I am adrift through life now not tethered to my safe point. My kids are like little buoys but that’s not the same as having someone to keep you grounded.
I was shopping today and I couldn’t focus on anything. Why should I care what fucking color the broom is? Just float float float. I know this will pass and I’ll be my own anchor or my kids will get bigger and be more like partners to me in our life, but right now I’m just lost.