Heartbroken and needing help!

[punkin]

Irish,
Last January, my husband and I scheduled two vacations. One in March, and the other in December. Needless to say, we cancelled both. The person that I planned these with in January was, for the most part, the husband I loved. Six weeks later he slept with bimbo on a business trip, and I was a dog turd.

If I understand DB'g correctly, we have to believe that the person we love is in there somewhere, and we're waiting them out, kind of like hunting wabbits, as Elmer Fudd says. As maddening and frustrating as it seems, there are no hard answers to WHEN. Maybe you'll still be waiting, maybe you'll have moved on to another spot. I now truly believe that when the time comes YOU'LL KNOW.

I feel myself that I am inching towards acceptance of the situation and exasperated with the limbo more and more. WTF, I'm alone anyway, I might as well be alone and truly single. BUT, I'll sleep on that for a day or two. My moods change rapidly.

Love notes from my WH? I had a box full he sent from his deployment in Iraq, along with cards he'd given me. I burned them and sent him the ashes in an envelope. Not totally burned, mind you, I wanted him to be able to see what they had been.