okay, he just called, from his cell, sounding like he had a late/rough night. I didn't say a word about either, just sounded peppy and let the kids talk, chatted for a minute about the kids, then was busy so I had to go. I'm going to try to pretend that he used his cell because he didn't want to run up his mom's long distance (she's only 45 minutes away, but in another state). and he does tend to use his cell even when there, so not that big a stretch. although I'm pretty sure my instincts are right here.
holding on to hope, however slim it is.
would really like to keep sticking to the book, however hard it is. would love to be a fly on the wall when he goes to therapy on wedn...the last few weeks he's had me to gripe about (she's so emotional! she's such a pita!) but this week hopefully either I have him confused or else so non-issue that he can work on himself for a change. of course, I'm pretty sure he is in therapy to try to figure out how to end our marriage, so hope he doesn't make progress on that front.
please let him have doubts.
so pathetic. I seriously feel so freakishly pathetic at times.
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"Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is that little voice at the end of the day that says, 'I'll try again tomorrow.'"
