I know our life was real, our memories real. But now he will also always have memories with her too. It hurts that he allowed her to see him in a way that was only supposed to be meant for me, both physically and emotionally. It hurts that he allowed her into his/our life.
The depression/drowning analogy does help. I know he's sick. I know he's not him. I know the real him would be mortified at what he has done and continues to do.
I guess I want to know what my H is made of. Will he ever man up?
Seems like both of our H picked the stereotypical opposites of us, pretty much the worst choice they could make. It's just so messed up!
I have many things that motivate me and keep me going, the biggest being my children. But also my intuition is telling me to stay the course. I do have this little inner voice that says, "Hang in there a little longer" over and over again
Maybe I'm the one that's losing it lol!!!!
So for now, still hanging in there, taking it day by day.
And... Enjoying the gift of becoming the best me
Bomb January 2012 - doesn't feel the same about me
~ "There is nothing love cannot face; there is no limit to its faith, hope, and endurance."
