For a bit I basked in the glow of what had been very good about spouse... how he would take care of me. Then the shine wore off when I realized that he more or less admitted that he had intentionally done things that were wrong and harmful. I reminded myself this is the guy who left to actively pursue another life with someone else while placing the blame solely on me.
Wow. Just wow. Whenever H is doing something thoughtful for me, or explains how he never meant to hurt me through all this, wants the best for me, I am a 'basker' too. Weird.
