SC, I had read part of your story. That first amazing post. I am reading the rest of it now. Thank you for doing this. Are you proud of your H? K
I really am. I keep looking at him, wondering if this nice kind caring alien that has moved into his body is going to leave. I hope not. It's just so different. He's completely 180 from how he used to be. I guess it just takes more time to sink in & adjust.
We were talking in the tub last night. He doesn't even remember saying a bunch of the stupid stuff he used to, like;
"I don't know if I could love you if you ever got fat".
(I'm 5'9", the only time I've ever weighed over 145# is when I was pregnant with his 4 kids!!)
Hopefully, soon, one day, I'll forget also. In the meantime, I'm enjoying the "new" him.
M 19 years, MC for 8 months, DB'd for 8 months 4 kids; 18, 15, 14, & 10 I was never meant to be a doormat. It took me years of therapy to become assertive enough to stop his abuse.
