Ain't it horrible when your H confuses you with his mom and acts as if you'd react to everything the way mom used to react? I've felt like screaming 'I'm not your Mom, I do not do things like her (I'm not that stupid)' to the rooftops more than once. It is the only thing I agree with of imagotherapy.
"You don't throw a whole life away just 'cause it's banged up a little"
Tom Smith in "Seabiscuit"
