I have to admit that up until last night, I have been thinking we were different. I guess I thought my wife would snap out of this in short order and we could return to sanity. I don't suppose the details matter but I am no different than any other member here. My wife is no different than any other wife going through this mess. Right now, I would rather stay in denial but that, obviously, is not the answer. I have to say the thought of crawling through another day of this emotional nightmare makes me terribly sad. The thought that there will be many, many, more days like this, I find overwhelming. I can't tell if I am depressed or angry half the time. I care for my wife but wonder if this might be best for all of us if one of us went to live somewhere else. Our son is 17 and I am sure this will be tough on him but kids are smart. He must know what's going on (at least a little bit) already.
I am beginning to really hate the nights. It's about 3:30 am and I can't wait until the sun is up so I can get out of the house. This really stinks....I read a hand full of your posts (NTXSadDad and LITB) and I don't know how either one of you survived it. I felt terrible for both of you and I only read a small amount about you stories and your pain.
___________ Me: 49 W: 51 Together 24 (M 17) SSon 31 SDaughter 28 S 17 Bomb Dropped 8/12/2011 The rest remains to be seen.....less hopeful than the prior day
___________ Me: 49 W: 51 Together 24 (M 17) SS31 SD 28 S 17 Bomb Dropped 8/12/2011 Still hopeful.
