Thx SC! I like what you suggested. I believe the ignoring comment was based on my not being as responsive to her email and calls to the office as I was before the bomb...and will ask the next time she brings it up. With regards to the emotions, I think what you wrote describes perfectly what I am going through. There it was. I just couldn't put it into words.
So I get back tonight, W and friends are downstairs watching movies. I go up stairs...we have a split level...to go to my room. I decide to go to the kitchen to get some water and W just happens to come up...like she was checking up on me...strange. I wished her a goodnight and left the kitchen. My guess was that she was checking to see if I had been out drinking and the funny thing is I don't even feel the need to or even want to drink. Not even a beer. I have done much reflection on why I drank: coping with stress, sleeping aid, sexual performance anxiety, W enabled to some degree and the sad fact that I didn't care at times. Until I hash all of this out, I just don't care to drink. We'll see if she catches on and sees.
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