What a whirlwind this week has been…

I’ve made great strides in assignments thus far; considering it’s only the second week of semester, I’ve already knocked off two assignments as well as keeping up with weekly readings and other minor homework submissions.

I’m using obligations as a means for distraction.

K is finding it very difficult without me, complaining constantly to his mother about how I apparently do things “better” such as help him dry his hair, making lunches and whatnot. We both knew this would happen, in the past when my Wife had to go away due to work commitments all I would hear is how great Mum was, and how much better Mum was at x, y or z.

He’s also having difficulty settling in at school due to different social expectations. Apparently if he’s seen playing with the girls at school he gets teased. This baffled him, because he’s not really aware of gender dichotomy’s or expectations in that regard. He thinks girls are pretty neat friends.

I sent both K and my Wife a letter each last week, and they both were very emotional when they received them. It probably didn’t help that I put some of my cologne on my Wife’s letter…

I feel lost without them both, but am maintaining a really strict work discipline and it’s making time pass a little easier.

Living in a share house with a bunch of blokes is very interesting, entertaining and affirming. I’m not used to socializing as much as I have been, but I’ve caught myself enjoying it every now and then.

I’m alone today, and reveling in the delight of being able to collect my thoughts properly for the first time since my Wife and K left over a week ago.
It’s only the second weekend without them.

Thank fuck for Skype.

I’m trapped and have no money for surgery, still live with a parent who hates me. Having to look at my chest, having to feel it stuck on me like two tumors is killing me, day after day after day. What do I do? How can I even get surgery?

When I was in a similar situation I did the worst thing ever: paid with a credit card. DO NOT DO THIS. With interest I literally had to go bankrupt because I couldn’t pay it back.

All I can suggestnis begin saving, get our of that toxic environment and start fresh.

It was k’s first day of school today, and he rang me last night crying because he was terrified about it.

My Wife sent me a photo of him in uniform this morning and he looks so grown up it kills me.

I feel empty and alone, but I’m working hard at uni.

Alright, I’ve settled into my new environment. Lots of Uni assessments to do, but in general I should be back to my regularly scheduled updates.

Also, I’m lonely and bored – ask me shit.

Tomorrow my Son and Wife leave for our new house in a rural town 9 hours away.

I will be staying here for 13 weeks to finish my degree.

K literally fell asleep while we were snuggling; his tiny arms and hands enveloping my entire head pulled into his chest. His little breath hit my forehead. 

My Wife and I broke down.  It had been a long time coming – we had both been trying to actively ignore the face that we would be apart for 13 weeks.  She fell asleep with her head on my chest, our legs intertwined.

This will be the most difficult thing I’ve ever had to do.

It’s K’s last day at his “old” school today. Tears were shed by teachers all over the place.
He’s getting sung the “Goodbye” song at assembly this afternoon.