I think thats exactly it Michelle. I have not really spoken to stbx in the last six months, maybe twice. Once I yelled at him, it was right after K died. Once the conversation was good. And yet part of me still feels like I have this great need to help. The difference is I am not offering to solve his problems. This is his ship, and he will have to sink with it. I am all out of life rafts.

Still, part of me feels bad for him. NOT that I would let HIM know that...I mean, this is what he wanted. But I never wanted him to be hurt.

At the same time, though, I also snicker just a bit because, well lets face it. This IS what he wanted. He got it...triple fold.

Now, one way or another, I do hope he learns something from this.

But somehow, I doubt it. He will just continue to blame everyone else.

Im still standin better than I ever did looking like a true survivor feeling like a little kid Im still standin after all this time and Im picking up the pieces of my life without you on my mind..