“You cannot save people. You can only love them.” ― Anaïs Nin
It's giving me a lot to think about because I think one of my mistakes in my marriage was thinking that if I tried hard enough I could stop H's PTSD from getting worse. Right now, in this moment, I'm really struggling with the difference between "saving" and "loving." Old me would have been suffocating to H with her focus on making him well. It'd be smothering, and unhealthy for us both, but it'd be a familiar set of roles. I don't know what new me will do, and it's kind of scary to not have a script.
Me: 30 H: 29 M: 2 yrs T: 5 years BD: 12/14/12 Divorce talk begins 1/6/13 I filed: 5/20/13 -- no contact since
