I'm thinking of writing this as a comment to her status:
"Everything which has been lost can be found"
Should I?
Don't worry, I know the answer to that.
Arsene... Where's the detachment? I totally understand the desire to get swept up in any glimmer of hope, but I'm quickly understanding that, in your situation, this glimmer of hope is taking over your entire life... You're spending, at least what seems like, almost every waking minute pouring over things with your W... trying to figure out how to move along the process, to change the sitch... how to continue being there for her... and then on the other hand knowing there's an OM in the picture... getting upset when she texts (or receives texts from) him, beating yourself up every time you think that he's picking her up...
I know I just wrote this... but where's the detachment? And where are you on coming up with some boundaries for YOURSELF?
