Thanksgiving day went well. She is still making nice, but I have a feeling it is superficial, for appeasement sake, and is not entirely genuine. I was feeling grief, and betrayal. No I am angry, and have a gnawing desire for the complete truth. I'm Having bad dreams with striking clarity, and am convinced that I don’t know everything. I’m having a tough time dealing with the anger and curiosity of certantly unknown depth of the A. Should I probe further, or leave it alone? I feel like I am riding a wave of false security, and the next devastating bomb is ready to detonate. Am I parinoid, or is this realistic. Should I demand more, or is it self serving and counter productive. She has gravitated back to the posture of denial, with regard to the severity of the damage. I believe she feels comfortably safe, and all should just be forgotton.

Oblivious
Me / W 47
EA 07/09 to ?
PA ?
M 13 Years

marriage is the most interesting event of one's life, the foundation of happiness or misery.
GEORGE WASHINGTON, May 23, 1785