What on earth did I think about before this bomb blew up?
Here, here! I have NO idea, anymore! I think it was more about others, kids, work, school...I thought my R was a given. That was foolish, in retrospect.
Wii, I wonder how you have that R with your stbx...I guess the trick is in not wanting them back, and in seeing them for what they ARE rather than in what we think they could be. It hurts me when X is nice. Makes me miss him, long for what could have been. And of course, it hurts me when he isn't nice.
Oh, how I wish I could be as accepting, as understanding and strong as you are. And I think that, because I am not, that I doomed any chance that may have been there. (Yep, looking back, looking into the future, not just being here right now- I know, have to snap back to TODAY!).
I think I still struggle with the rose-colored glasses thing with regard to X...there are moments of clarity, but I guess having too good of an imagination can be a bad thing - denial is a powerful thing.
