It's been an interesting day in my house. Interesting isn't really good or bad, it's just interesting, maybe a little bit of both. I apologize in advance if this doesn't make a great deal of sense. I'm exhausted and I keep falling sleep. I'm really proud of all three of the kids because they are making progress in their own way. Elliott and Emmett are working through their emotional distress and finding it a bit easier to make it through the school day. I know it's not easy for them but they're doing great and I'm hoping it continues to get easier and easier. Elliott is also opening up and talking to me about his feelings. That's so fucking awesome. I know I can't fix anything or most things for…

We have lived through a roller-coaster of emotions today, but we ended the day on a positive note. It's important not to lose sight of that. The boys were too upset to go to school, Emmett felt so sick that he wouldn't even get out of bed. Elliott wasn't too far behind him. That said, the morning was distracting them and a bit before lunch, they both ended up going to school. Half a day is better than not going at all and we were able to work through the emotional distress. I give them all the credit in the world for that because they're simply amazing kids and I couldn't be prouder to be their Dad. The only thing better than them returning to school half day, was them…

I fucking hate everything that my kids are going through right now. It's not fair that they are expected to deal with the consequences of adult decisions. They didn't ask for this and yet they're the ones paying the highest price. Emmett was wrapped around my arm for most of the night. I'm not sure if he was having bad dreams but he was clamped on pretty tight. Elliott struggled to even fall asleep but thankfully, seems to have slept. Both boys are so stressed out that they are sick to their stomachs. Emmett wouldn't even get out of bed this morning because he felt so awful. He loves school but came home sick yesterday and ended up not going this morning. Neither did Elliott because he was nauseous. Neither…

One of the more frustrating things about going it alone with my kids is that sleep can get very challenging, even moreso than before. Last night, I went to bed at 9:30 PM, thinking that because I was already so tired, I would fall asleep pretty easily. Unfortunately, I couldn't fall asleep until after midnight because I couldn't shut my brain off. I woke up at 2 AM and laid there, lost in my swirling thoughts until after 4 AM. When I did sleep, it was restless due to nightmares about memories that were once treasured but now deeply hurt upon recollection. Going without sleep is not an option but I'm very hesitant to take anything, even melatonin. Those things tend to hit me pretty hard and I need to…