When my H first walked out, he was mean and very cold to me. I ignored it and killed him with kindness. Because I was the better person. I remember him looking me straight in the face, his eyes were so cold saying some horrible things to me. I kept telling myself, this is not my H, it's an alien.
It was hard for me, but I kept praying for him and us. Now we are piecing our relationship back together.
