We and our Themselves will spend the next several years putting ourselves back together after whatever-it-was sucked the souls out of the people we married and thought we knew better than anyone else on the planet... It just sucks, and it sucks worse than anything I've ever experienced.
Summed up, perhaps, more powerfully than anything I've read on these boards.
Gardener
"My soul, be satisfied with flowers, With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them In the one garden you may call your own." Cyrano deBergerac
