I was walking down the street during lunch one day, listening to music, enjoying the time when H popped into my mind. This was immediately followed by "I don't love you anymore" popping into my mind. It was me saying this, just to be clear! I've been reflecting on this since and wondering if it's really true or just complete detachment. I dreamed about him that night too. He was living in our old house surrounded by happy people young and old, but when he came to the door and i told the people with him that none of the things he said were true, the look on his face was one of severe pain but an inability to cry and let it go. In this dream I also confronted OW, pointing at her and objectively saying "you are a whore."
So if he were gold plated? I'm feeling myself closer to Wendy's camp.
I'm going on a double date in the next couple of weeks. That will reveal a lot to me I think.
me 45 H 46 T 5 M 2.5 BD Sept 6 2011 OW Sept 8 2011 Threw him out Sept 8 2011