Nope...not really. A couple of "please don't talk to me that way"'s. And actually pre-bomb her C suggested she do that..and I responded. But what I really needed was a..."We're going to end up Dd if you don't knock this sh!t off!" I just need my eyes opened. Unfortunately what opened my eyes was a cell phone bill...and my W telling me she had fallen in love with another man.
She just wasn't strong enough to do it....partly because I had beaten her down so much.
But yes...I did just get into that cycle of plowing through life...3 kids in 2.5 years was not easy..especially with a depressed W who I unfortunately didn't feel like could really handle our kids...so I was always trying to "be there"...but while I was there I was a jerk.
What can I say...it is what it is. I tried to do it all and made myself misserable and she never woke me up like she should have. BUT...I am still responsible for myself and my own actions in the end.
OK...off to my D's dance recital. Actually just a fun little text back and forth about fast food with the W. I'l catch up with ya'll in the am.
