By "living" I mean that I am practicing being an autonomous human being again.

Sometimes I go out on my own; sometimes I ask my wife to come with me.
Sometimes I hole up and read a book or work on a project; sometimes I want to get out and feel the sun on my face.

Me: 44, Wife: 39
M: 17 years T: 20 years
Bomb on 08/25/09
1/13/10: MC started
1/28/10, 2/8/10: More bombs
8/28/10: Wife moved out
No talk of D, no movement

"Every day is another chance to get it right."