Things That Matter

[ClingingToHope]

I learned to let go of myself and hitch my wagon to a common purpose when I got M'ed. I loved my W, and I was both happy and willing to bend my paths so that I could walk parallel with hers. But somewhere along the way I realized she had never done the same. That's where I got lost, and I got off my own life's path to satisfy her contradictory definitions of home, family, M, and obligation.

I could have written this abou t my life letter for letter. I think a lot of us could. It's a hard lesson to learn.

You sound a lot, lot better. Perhaps the post itself was the turning point.

I too thought I was in control of my life and have really struggled with how really little control I do have. It's so hard to just trust that everything is going to be OK.

I hope this is a real new beginning for you.