Right now, I'd like for nothing more than to rip into her with a sound verbal thrashing about what she's put me through for the past two month. Unleash a torrent of expletives describing exactly what I think of her. It's taken incredible restraint to *not* do that, and I'm pretty sure I can get through this stage without doing that ... it's just so hard to know what's right, and what simply feels right at the time.
I know!! Sometimes, I want to ask him when its MY turn to share MY grievances??? They know this, and are expecting it. One book I read said there is a time and place for our complaints and worries, and that is during reconciliation. Makes sense, but not fair, huh?
