I know as of most recently that is my goal. Alive, mostly intact mentally (well whatever is left), and with my kids. That is all I ask. I can deal with scars. The physical scars are much easier for me to tolerate than the mental ones. Both I can hide well, but the physical are easier to tolerate for me.
As for coming out alive???? Here is hoping. If Grandma wins in her visitation her next step is going to be to try to prove me unfit for custody (looks across room at healthy happy kids playing). Yeah unfit. Ok I don't see myself as a good mom, but many strike me down on that. Granted right now I am a depressed stressed out mom, but they are fed, clothed, sheltered, and loved. Granted I don't have the money she does to give them everything, but they have what they have what they need. Sigh....I lose my kids I lose myself. I don't think I would make it through that. I have had enough taken from me over the years.
This kitty has the strong desire to go out, kick some ass, and take names. Yup there is the key to pissing me off. Piss with my kids....well anyone I care about really. That makes for a response I cannot control.