Even seeing my H log onto messenger (when a little notification noise goes off and his icon pops into the right hand corner of my screen) gets me stirred up. (Some days worse than others.) Everytime I get an TM on my phone, my stomach drops because I wonder if it's him.
I think it's natural for us to not fully understand or believe that we are split from our spouses. Heck, isn't "denial" one of the first steps in the grieving process?
I think having to divide up "our" lives is incredibly painful. I have no advice, just sympathy/empathy.
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
