I did something today that I would not have done if not for the exercises I've been working through here. It was very, very difficult. I sat down with my teen this morning and talked to him about both his feelings and my own feelings regarding the divorce and how it was fracturing our family. And I cried (we both did). I'd never cried in front of my kids before, except when our dog died. And I told him his feelings were valid and so was his pain and anger and sorrow, and that I was here for him when he needed to let it out. I think he felt better. I still have pain, but I feel better too.