What happened was about him ,and nothing I could do could change it. For 3 years I have employed best divorce-busting tactics and bent myself into a pretzel to try to win him back. But I know it wasnt about me or my shortcomings. Having said that, perhaps if I had been less passive by accepting his treatment of me- he might have had more respect. In a way, I feel I almost trained him to behave so badly because of my meek acceptance of it.I am trying hard to look forward but the wounds still hurt.I know he isnt happy now and I care about that.... but I will survive like everyone else on this website because I have to.Life goes on and my happiness cant depend on one person. You think that you will go crazy with grief but something keeps you moving on...
