I don't know what feels right. None of this feels right.
There are moments, though, that I imagine living in that other house and I get a little bit excited. I imagine having friends over; changing out light fixtures; painting some walls; making it a cozy little nest. I lose weight; I am happy.
Of course, then I have to take it one step further and imagine that H becomes curious about what I am doing; comes over and sees I am doing really great and realizes that in fact, he would be making the biggest mistake of his life to leave me. And then he would court me and I would move very slowly. Ahhhh...what a nice fantasy.
Then there are these thoughts: I move in and am lonely beyond comprehension. I try to date but no one measures up to my H. He screws someone else, decides he is very happy with her-files for divorce and he lives happily ever after and I die alone.
No, nothing seems at all right about this situation. If he said today "Ok, I'm coming home to work on the marriage" I would be scared out of my mind too. (Of course, since i know he's just been active on match, I wouldn't believe him anyway.)
Me-43 H-46 M 12 yrs 7/09 T 15 2 grown kids bomb 7/05/07 H moved out 8/04/07 11/22/09 told him I quit;let's get ball rolling Mid Dec- he isn't sure he wants D End 2/2010-Starting to consider piecing