I cried myself to sleep last night after my H and I exchanged a few emails. He is such a jerk. To think that I have spent the last 23 years standing by his side only to end up feeling so bad about us and all of the wasted time. I just want to forget how I spent the last sixth months, right up to yesterday, trying to understand him and his choices, remaining compassionate even though the boys and I were being hurt. I wish I did not have to take one penny from him and could cut all ties. The reason he is fragile at times is due to his own pathetic self. He has done everything he can think of to burn his bridges with me. Well, I think he may have finally succeeded. I don't want to spend one more day caring about him. That's going to be hard for me since that's my nature, but enough is enough. God help him when all he has in life is his precious money and the memories of how he treated his loving wife and kids. I'm done!
