Yes, so true, BND. I really feel I am getting back to the point where the irony is not quite so acutely cutting and I can actually laugh at the insanity of it all again.
If I stop and think about it, it wasn't that long ago I was still trying to adapt to this insane situation, trying to gain my footing after having been floored. But three years ago at this time it was far worse -- I was drowning in the deep dark abyss of depression, without a clue as to the true cause. Now,... she is so strange/estranged from me... her insanity is no longer a part of me. And I can actually enjoy life from time to time again. Laugh even.
