Irish,

Sweetie, I know this is painful, confusing, and frustrating.

Your description of yourself, reminded me of who I used to be. Of how well I really didn't know myself. I thought I was ok, because I am a caretaker too. Personally and professionally.

Then I dug deep. Not because I really wanted to, but because I realized that no one, and I mean NO ONE, was gonna take care of me.

Except me. I had to do it. And the only way to start was to figure out who me was. Outside of the caretaker role.

Right now, this does feel like a game, but it isn't.

It is a battle.

A battle to save Irish.

And you are your own opponent.

He could come home right now, and it would all be pretend.

Family functions will feel the same way.

What you read, is an interesting theory. It is just a theory.

If it strikes a cord within you, then consider it.

But remember, that really is for NORMAL situations, not MLC.

None of this feels like the right thing to do at the beginning. Then, it starts to become a part of you. And you realize, this is how it should have been.

It is up to you.

Do you want to be in control of ypurself and your own life, or do you want to settle?

For less than the best?

From yourself and for yourself...

Your choice...



"Acceptance doesn't mean resignation. It means understanding that something is what it is and there's got to be a way through it."--Michael J. Fox