The day has gone by without a reply from him. I start getting all worried that I've started World War III by sending the letter, that he'll take offense, get upset.. then it will be lawyer wars... oh yes.. and all my fault!
I'll let go of the anxiety.
Living in the house creates a make believe world, living in the eye of the storm. Sometimes it's hard to believe this is all happening because this is still home. Like people said.. given time you adjust to anything.
I can't believe I have almost nothing to do with him, no conversations, emails only to discuss financials. I remember asking him repeatedly if something was wrong during the marriage, more and more often. He said, "It all depends on what you do." That was it.
The rope is frazzled, unravelling, ploinking apart. Let go, move forward, leave the illusion.
