Thanks, you two. I laid in bed until noon feeling sorry for myself. (read devestated) I popped a full xanax (I usually take a half when needed) and made sure to take my Welbutrin and vitamins. I dragged out the laundry and picked up all of the debris from my lying around the house for 3 and a half days. It began to snow, which it rarely does here, and it is an inch thick, so it's pretty. It's melting as I write, so I am enjoying it while I can.
I'm still angry and sad. But I suppose it's a blessing that I don't have to put on a smile for L as she stops by for half an hour to open her gifts on her way to her "real" Christmas celebrations.
The part I haven't even told you guys is that she has hooked up with M and is working on a superficial reconciliation with him for us as well. Supposedly he wanted to wait until after Christmas because there is "too much stress around the holidays". I don't get why she can't understand that if it ever happens, these relationships need to be repaired amongst ourselves on our own terms.