The last week has been rougher and easier at the same time.
I've left the room more, forced myself to eat dinner with the others at least a few nights. I watched a movie with the other women and kids last night while Eoin and the men were in Church again. Tasmin snuggled me on the couch, and Caoimhe sat on my other side, her arm looped through mine, her head on my shoulder. Those kids are the sweetest. I even managed to keep myself together and feed one of the triplets for Faylinn like I used to.
We ate dinner in the common room tonight, and I helped Kicker and Carrigan handle the dishes. Thankfully, the clubwhores are still on banishment, so I haven't had to deal with any of that bullshit. They're the last thing any of us needed this week, especially as the brothers prepare to go
