Damned right I loved Coach unconditionally. I loved myself, too, and the pain of staying was worse than the pain of leaving. We were in a bad marriage of our own creation. And as long as we both sat there up to our necks in sh!t begging the other not to move so it didn't splash in our faces, we were not loving each other.
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maybe it's the wording I'm using to explain my point of view, you love coach unconditionally and you love yourself too (very important,seriously not enough people know this part) but you said you were in a "bad marriage" of our own creation.
If you accepted each other unconditionally, the marriage wouldn't have seemed so bad but you couldn't accept the way he was and he couldn't accept the way you were - you both realized that change on both your parts was required.
