And you know, I think I've had a creeping feeling for awhile at the end of our marraige, that something wasn't right, we were slipping away, and I remember feeling sad and not knowing why.
Geronimo, I can remember a few years before our marriage ended having that feeling too. I was buying her a stuffed bear for Christmas and as I was walking to my car I suddenly had this anxious feeling in the pit of my stomach. At the same time I had the thought "my wife doesn't love me". It was a horrible feeling and this was a few years before she came clean. I knew it then but wanted to fight for my marriage and my family, which meant almost everything to me. When she did tell me she didn't love me anymore (ILYBINILWY)I remember replying "I'm not leaving, I'm going to stay and fight for my marriage and my family" Yes, so heroic (and that's when I bought Michelle's book) but sometimes I do wonder whether I did myself more damage than good by staying for three more years and "fighting". I was emotionally alone and abused for years staying with her and that takes a toll. But I did what I thought was right and I guess that counts for something, doesn't it.
