Now I've done it... again

[nephartiti]

Thanks again, everyone. I thought you all might think I was a failure for breaking down and going to the L. I guess I'm just projecting how I feel about myself. I fall into the trap called, If I'm so wonderful, then why did my husband leave me and his kids to live with someone he hardly knows? Where he can't do his laundry or move his stuff in?"

Oh, yeah. It's him not me. I'm still trying to get it through my very thick skull. I can NOT fix him. That does not make me a failure. I can say it, but I still don't completely believe it. Working on it, though.