I love super bowl sunday.\u00a0 Its one of my favorite days of the year.\u00a0 I love visiting with friends, watching the game, socializing, and all the great bar food.\u00a0 I have either hosted a party or attended on for the last 20 years, probably longer, but I can’t remember that far back.\u00a0 The last 2 years have been agonizing.\u00a0 For the last 2 years my next door neighbors have had a party in which the entire neighborhood is invited.\u00a0 Everyone, that is except us.\u00a0 Whats worse, is they are the parents of my sons best friend, who is at our house constantly.\u00a0 I guess we are good enough to watch their child, but not attend a party.<\/p>\n
For me, it breaks my heart to see my kids hurt.\u00a0 They want to know why they can see and hear all of their friends but can’t attend.\u00a0 It has made me feel incredibly hurt and isolated.\u00a0 We use to be invited to the neighborhood functions, but we are no longer invited.\u00a0 I think it is a 2 fold problem. None of the men in my neighborhood like my husband.\u00a0 He is condescending and negative. They all play golf, he mocks them.\u00a0 I’ve begged him to just try and play for the sake of our kids, but he says he doesn’t care if anyone likes him.\u00a0 Of course he also does not care if it hurts me or our kids. I get hurting me, but I really don’t understand how when my kids are on our balcony staring at the kids at the party, how is heart could not be breaking.<\/p>\n
His drinking is also a problem, because when he drinks he acts like a jerk, and that makes everyone like him even less.\u00a0 Of course the last couple years have taken their toll on me, and I fear that my bad disposition\/attitude has not helped.\u00a0 I find that I have become negative like my husband.\u00a0 I feel beaten down.\u00a0 I have been told a million times what a worthless piece of crap I am, in a million different ways, how could I feel any differently about myself?\u00a0 Not being a happy nice person does not make a good friend, so most of my firends have stepped out of my life, or I have let them go. This of course only leaves me more alone, which then makes me feels worse.\u00a0 It is a vicious cycle!<\/p>\n
I have made a vow, next year will be better.\u00a0 Next year I will attend an amazing party filled with new friends, in my new life as a single women!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I love super bowl sunday.\u00a0 Its one of my favorite days of the year.\u00a0 I love visiting with friends, watching the game, socializing, and all the great bar food.\u00a0 I have either hosted a party or attended on for the last 20 years, probably longer, but I can’t remember that far back.\u00a0 The last 2 years have been agonizing.\u00a0 For the last 2 years my next door neighbors have had a party in which the entire neighborhood is invited.\u00a0 Everyone, that is except us.\u00a0 Whats worse, is they are the parents of my sons best friend, who is at our house constantly.\u00a0 I guess we are good enough to watch their child, but not attend a party. For me, it breaks my heart to see my kids hurt.\u00a0 They want to know why they can see and hear all of their friends but can’t attend.\u00a0 It has made me feel incredibly hurt and isolated.\u00a0 We use to be invited to the neighborhood functions, but we are no longer invited.\u00a0 I think it is a 2 fold problem. None of the men in my neighborhood like my husband.\u00a0 He is condescending and negative. They all play golf, he mocks them.\u00a0 I’ve begged him to just try and play for the sake of our kids, but he says he doesn’t care if anyone likes him.\u00a0 Of course he also does not care if it hurts me or our kids. I get hurting me, but I really don’t understand how when my kids….<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-18","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.divorceexperiment.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.divorceexperiment.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.divorceexperiment.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.divorceexperiment.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.divorceexperiment.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=18"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.divorceexperiment.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.divorceexperiment.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=18"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.divorceexperiment.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=18"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.divorceexperiment.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=18"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}