I said when I first started my blog that I felt it was, in a way, a kind of counselling.  It probably doesn't work for everyone in that way - but it has cleared my mind a little.  Some of that fog is clearing.

Trouble is, that fog is replaced by the knowledge that I need to face up to things and I know that they are going to be really, really hard to actually deal with. 

I don't 'do' difficult or awkward.  There are times when it is definately easier to stick your head in the sand and just ignore everything.  Problem is, when it starts to affect my children I know that I have to deal with it.  And I am dreading it.

I know that I need to move away from the town I live in - I think, in my subconscious I saw it as a temporary move anyway and now I need to move on.

My children are starting to struggle - and I can't bear that.

Maybe its some time for some really hard sorting out.  And I just hope that I don't live to regret the choices I have to make.