<<"please snap out of inventorying my mistakes and lets start working on healing".
Just keep apologizing, & add it to the list of "things I will never do as long as I live". j/k, sort of. I reminded H of his mistakes constantly. I'm sure he got so sick of it, but, it helped me vent my anger. That's a good thing. If I hadn't vented it, it would have controlled me & maybe I wouldn't be living here still.
I wonder how my H survived without all you guys to talk to, & just C once a week, & me being the ultimate unforgiving angry cold doormat turned b*tch ?
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.
