My first successful week/weekend of me not initiating contact to wife.
Friday, she texted she would bring dogs some treats. NO SHOW. Felt a couple urges to bust her out on it, politely, but stopped that thinking and channeled my energy into GAL.
Went to the gym, bought some nice clothes, started reading "Ways of the Superior Man", some Bible reading, and went to my Sunday Meeting. I wanted to go workout again, but I'm so sore. Did yard work instead.
Just want to say I miss my W very much, but as I've began forgiving myself for my bad ways and reading "No More Mr Nice Guy" I've realized how much her and I are BOTH screwed up LOL. Also, every time I think about even remotely trying to find a way to initiate contact, I forced my self to do something else.
Feels good that no matter how much I love and miss her, that I put myself first for a change in a good way.
