But essentially, what it all boils down to is that I *know* my life would be OK IF we did eventually split. Or, in other words, I'm realising that it's not my wife who's responsible for my happiness - it's me. Or in other words, I'm getting myself a pretty damned good PMA. And I think that knowing all of this occasionally helps me to take the focus, the headspace, and the pressure off of trying to 'save' us ALL of the time.
I think it's a reasonably healthy state of mind.
I hope so, because I'm rather enjoying it and I'm not giving it up anytime soon.
But seriously, I'd say you're on the right track.
a fine and enviable madness, this delusion that all questions have answers, and nothing is beyond the reach of a strong left arm.
