Rock bottom without my boy.
Sat here on a depressing Sunday afternoon. My son went back to his mums earlier. As he does every other Sunday. It's been about 18 months since the break up but I still can't get over the feeling of saying goodbye, even though it's only for a few days, to my boy. I appreciate other dad's have it worse. But I can be having the best week, mentally, have the best weekend with me and my boy. But this sinking feeling on a Sunday afternoon won't shift. End up drinking myself to oblivion every Sunday. I've moved on from his mum. I've met someone who is perfect, so almost feel guilty for feeling so low as I don't want her to feel like she isn't enough. But knowing I'm not there with my son 24/7 kills me. What is wrong with me? Any help would be great. Thanks