Mer and Bets - Yeah, I think thats true - we each just take our own sitch one bite at a time, and if we do it with style, so much the better! I get a lot of that "omg, how do you do it?" but mostly it has to do with "how do you put up with him?" Well, I get up every morning, hug the S, get dressed, and face the day. It's only remarkable to me when I look at where I was a year ago, and how much stronger I feel, even tho my sitch looks worse from the outside. I was thinking about this one time last year H took off to the beach with a friend and got MAD at me when I yelled at him for taking off without telling me where he was going - and I felt guilty - or the time he took me, our S, AND ow to the beach? That was before I knew for sure... At least now I know what the hell is going on, and I'm not letting myself get walked on. THAT sitch was hell. This one I can handle. It's all a matter of perspective.
One moment of patience may ward off great disaster. One moment of impatience may ruin a whole life.
