I fear that my wife really does not love me. I fear she will never wake up, never come back. I fear she will never let go of her anger and pain. I fear that she will marry the OM. I fear my kids will love me less than the OM or call him Daddy. I fear I will be alone. I fear that I brought this on myself. I fear that what W says about me is true. I fear that the depression and anxiety will never go away. I fear that I will be mourning this loss for the rest of my life. I fear my pain will make me unavailable to my kids. I fear I will have to sell my house. I fear that my wife will be happy and I will be sad. I fear that the best years of my life are in the past. I fear I will never again be able to sleep more than 4 hours per night.
I know lots of these are unrealistic, but they are my fears nonetheless. By writing them here, I hope to banish them and reveal them to be absurd.
-SH
"Now some kind of man, he can't do anything wrong. If I see him I'll tell him you're waiting." ---Lowell George
