Thanks, elfy. Some sad news, though -- my son has started to avoid me again. He even told me through texting on his cellphone "why the hell did you leave your f***ing family then? if you really loved daddy you wouldn't have left even if you fought and fought and fought."
It hurts so much that he has learned to speak to me this way. I have no doubt it is from being with his father, who never hesitated to use these words in front of our son. I tried explaining to my son that I couldn't live forever with his dad with our kind of marriage, but he wouldn't hear it. He was too hurt, I guess. I AM too...
I hate having left him with his dad. Everyday I cry because of the guilt. I think to myself, "my son is out there, while i am here living my own little life. i'm not cooking for him, caring for him, like i did every single day of his life for 11 years." the guilt is killing me.
I would like to take him and have him live with me, but my present circumstances do not allow for that at this point. I asked him if he wanted to live with me, if not now then maybe someday, and he said he wanted to stay with his dad. That is like a blow to the face, because he used to be closer to me than his dad before the separation. But at the same time I understand, because he is probably bitter at what happened. Still, I am devastated.
I don't know what to do. I cannot get it off my mind, and I find myself thinking of him every couple of hours. Images of him as a baby, and as he was growing up while I was taking care of him, fill my head. It is utter torture. What can I do? :(