It’s hard. This is what I wanted . I even dated, but it’s not the same. It is the kids that break my heart. They aren’t happy having Mom and dad living in two different homes. They see their father more now than they did when we were together , but they don’t see it that way. I almost feel like they blame me for it. I don’t know. They are still young. The only thing that keeps me going is the thought that as they get older they will start to understand better.