Here's what has helped me this time around: Sharing with MrsGGB how I am feeling (thanks Corri), including (actually, especially) my personal disappointments. It shows her I too am human, gives her a heads up that I'm falling back into the gravity well and gives her an opportunity to lend a hand pulling me out if she wants to (or can figure out how to). By telling her the bad stuff as well as the good, you build her trust in you. Trust doesn't require you to be infallible, but rather it requires you to be honest with her regarding your feelings even (especially) when you are afraid to be.
The problem is that she doesn't want my problems, even just to hear me vent about them. She either withdraws or assumes that I am attacking her and goes into defensive mode. If I call her out on the defensiveness, she just withdraws.
And yeah, I need to get back on the exercise wagon. I've been kinda hanging onto one of the side rails and getting run over by the wheels every time I fall off.
Chrome
"Recollect me darlin, raise me to your lips, two undernourished egos, four rotating hips"
