D1 was doing good this morning. She was dancing to a tune some toy was playing and sucking on her pacifier. I had thought she had moved past that - but apparently she still likes to have one. I held her for a few minutes, but was in a rush this morning.
Moving closer to the 6 month period post D-day, so I'm moving on emotionally more and more, which is good for me. I think having a firm date set (July 13) for the end of my M has put me in the frame of mind to where I can let it go.
Now as reality begins to sink in further and further I'm anticipating W will possibly either make overtures back towards the M or just continue standing around in shock while the house of cards continues to fall. I'm pretty certain she needs help before I agree to work on the M with her, and I imagine I should go for the kill right now and try post-D piecing if that is an option.
I just believe that this is the end, and will be unless and until she receives whatever help she needs.
"You can't reason someone out of a position they didn't reason themselves into."
