you know that old story about the snake? where a person comes across a snake and he is so nice that she helps him across a river or something like that? and at the other side, the snake bites her. she asks why, he said, hey, I'm a snake, what did you expect?
I've been thinking about that story a lot lately. H has proven himself to be a snake...something he never was previously. but for many months now he has shown that he is now. And in a way, I'm coasting a little too much here. Yes, I talked to a lawyer (2, in fact) right off the bat, I combed thru our bills, I had his credit report pulled (to check for accts I didn't know about) immediately. I got my ducks in a row in many ways. but still, I feel myself db-ing and not really doing anything like squirreling money away, setting up my own bank acct (I do have my own credit cards, but our bank accts are joint), checking on our investments and such. probably not very smart...I probably should be doing all of that. why do I believe that he'll be a good man in the end, when he has proven himself not to be?
why do I continue to trust a snake?
Last edited by morgan; 08/08/0712:42 PM.
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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.'"
