TG your thread is amazing. I am probably also "not done but have moved a considerable distance." I am feeling things I never thought I would, both about myself and my H. The man I loved no longer exists. Neither does the woman he was M to for so long. I'll never be "at peace" with a decision to move on. I'll never think it "was right". But that doesn't mean it won't BE anyway. And if that's so then I accept it fully. I'm not a victim. I realize I'm stronger than ever and that this experience has benefitted me more than it's hurt me (finally).
But part of honoring yourself is realizing you can't control the actions of others. I don't even like the person my H has turned into. He doesn't know who he is any more than I do. I don't think the possibility of ME ending this REALLY exists in his mind. Not after all these years. And trials. And tribulations. Where I stood strong and rarely flinched.
But now, finally, in months yet an instant, my feelings have really changed. Forever. And I can't believe what I'm feeling any more than I can believe what he's done. They're equally disturbing. And maybe I just want off of this hellride. Maybe I'm scared that I mean it.
Or maybe I'll be back here tomorrow asking for advice of how to best play his childish game. But I hope not. I think I'd rather leave.
Thank you for listening and helping. I know I'm here asking a question only I can answer.
M--14 years T--20 years, HS sweethearts dday #1--2002 EA dday #2--2005 bar sl*t dday #3/4--Feb 2010 texting/cell/physical/who knows what Shortly after found out he had been injecting steroids for 2 years