Damn, but it hurts so much to read others' matching stories.
The most hurtful part, for me, is the absolutely no communication, no warning, no chance to see if anything could change. "Found someone else, goodbye."
Do we think that part of that refusal to talk about what's going on is the WAS need to just "shut the door, don't think about it, don't admit to yourself how much pain you are causing?"
I'm battling depression/anxiety, too. Counseling, counseling, meds. I also just picked up "the mindful way through depression."
As trying to "accept what is" is necessary to surviving the current sitch, and is a basic cornerstone of Buddhism, which I always aspire too, I will do my best to read this book. I haven't made it through a single self-help book (except DR/DB) in this whole time.
Well. Peace to all of us. Keep our minds focused on what we can control.
Me: 44 Him: 42 Together: 23 years; never married Bomb: August 1, 2009 Affair since May 2009 Walk away; no conversation; no process