((Amy)), Well, did something for myself on Christmas - got horribly sick! Woke up around 7:00am vomiting, but only vomited twice. Finally kept some Sprite down around 4:00pm, and a yogurt at 6:30pm. I feel like someone pummelled me with a large rubber hammer!
Shew, I'm feeling better now though, but have to drive 2.5 hours back home.
As far as how I sounded starting out, I probably sounded pretty morose - the last two weeks have been incredible, mostly due to that point where I was lying in bed, and realized that I deserved to be treated better.
I think the detaching also has started kicking in - where I'm not thinking/talking about it all the time.
It still scares me a little bit - I'm the guy that truly believes when you say "til death do us part" and "for better or worse", that you should actually MEAN the words.
But W is either going to wake up and smell the coffee or not - I have beautiful kids, a wonderful family, a great business I own - I'm blessed in so many ways that I'm not going to let her drag down more of my life than the 2.5 years I've already wasted! If I can put that much effort, love, kindness, etc, and she is going to ignore it - I deserve to be treated better!
