Yeah, what I want and what's best for me are in two different camps at the moment. I was feeling overwhelmed because I do get what everyone is saying and that I need to keep moving forward but I need time to get my bearings about me. Spent a night in brainless conversation with a couple of friends last night and I have to say that was the most "normal" I've felt in awhile. The xanax didn't hurt I feel bad for those dealing with me because none of them know exactly what to do. I can be a tough nut to crack. It's funny, those are the times I also miss my H. He always seemed to be able to reel me in a bit. Made me feel safe. But those days are long gone.
So, CV, tell me... you've been sitting here with your revelation for a couple of days. What are you thinking now? Do you think you could trust him again?