I'm agnostic on those posts to be honest. After 15 months in a hot, sandy, desert place formerly ruled by a tall fellow with a bushy black mustache where NOTHING was as it seemed, I'm uncomfortable -- emotionally, psychologically, intellectually -- with absolutes.
Gotcha. That's some powerful life experience, I'm sure. Between thoughts like that, and reading some of the horrifying situations on this board, I think my plight is not such a plight after all. Navigating my marriage should be a cakewalk... but it isn't always.
