If ever I make the mistake of talking about things in my sitch again with my parents please....someone on this board just punch be square in the throat.
Nothing like a conversation with these lovely phrases:
"Why would she ever come back again? What would she ever see/feel differently about you that she didn't see this time?"
"Why would SHE ever change?"
and, my personal fav:
"Well, pardon my frankness but I just don't think she loves you!"
That is pretty much when I wrapped the call up.
Listen, I get it - we are apart. We are divorced. She just moved out. And, believe it or not, I am trying to progress onward with my life (despite my father implying otherwise). Have I given up 100% on the hope of restoring my family? No. I have not. Am I a fool? Maybe -- I really don't know. But there is something in me that even while detaching (I am doing a pretty decent job pulling back and going dim) that tugs at me to not waive ALL of the white flag yet. I know this may never get any better - but just from being on these boards I have learned that from the seat I am currently in there are a LOT of scenarios that can materialize - some good, some bad. My father has decided that there are nothing but bad conclusions. And, frankly, maybe he is right. But I still carry hope while moving on with my life.
