Moments where I feel like I can get along just fine without my husband and maybe someday forgive him for destroying our family. Right now is not one of those times but I'm working on it.
Actually, you did work on it tonight by doing this:
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I wanted to add that I didn't need the constant reminders of my inadequacy and the destruction of my family and to stop torturing me with soulful looks when he sees me, compliments on my appearance (which he never did before), etc., etc.. I sat on my hands and didn't do it.
