Trust God. He's the only one who knows what you're made of. He won't put more on your plate than you can chew.
The hardest damn thing is he always puts more on it than you THINK you can chew.
AND He's tougher than Gucchi and R2C put together. We're all being db'd by the creator. Don't want to have faith in the R? Think I'm controlling? Need space? ILYBNILWY? Want to have am OD (other diety). No sweat. Do your own thing. I got some rain to make somewhere. And oh, you can pack your OWN boxes. Move out. Find your OWN place. Consequences? Reap what you sow. Tough love? He invented it.
But he'll always listen. EVEN when we spew. NEVER gets baited. Good thing too, or my name would be "Sparky".
OK, sorry if I was prosthelitizing (SP?) I am not a good or very religious man (and a sucky speller too). But my ordeal has brought me closer.
All I'm saying is that when you felt like you had no control over life becausee H was dismantling everything, the key was to stop trying to control him, R, M etc. then to eventually accept it and control what you could control. YOU.
So now here is another thing that you have no control over (I know ultimately you do, but ultimately you had it before too. could have pulled the plug on M any time). Maybe the key here is to do the same thing. When you try to understand it and figure out what you should do and how to approach everything, i.e. CONTROL it you make yourself crazier. When you accept it, and roll with it and act as-if, you control your emotions and thinking clearly gets easier.
I'm not talking about THE decision either, just the ride you have to endure while you make it.
I hope that all came off right.
God bless you
ADAPT. OVERCOME. IMPROVISE. -Tom Highway
Me: 43 W: 40 S12 & S9 Married 17yrs Together 20yrs