Strange night last night. W asked me if I thought my medication (Celexa for a month) was working. Said her father asked her why I had been so happy lately. My response was very truthful in that I told her there were many reasons that I probably appeared happier lately. I left it at that. Later, I told her simply that I understood things and understood her pain. That must have been a major mistake. I got venom spit at me. Was told, "No you don't. You just think I'm having MLC, but you don't understand." Venom. Then she came back and tenderly said "thank you for trying to understand."
I'm beginning to realize that this is really going to be a long, painful process and that my chances of survival in our marriage are pretty slim. Some days there is progress and other days she is withdrawn, miserable and completely isolated. It's been only 3 months since the bomb dropped. I realize from others stories that I'm just in the beginning of this terrible journey.
Both 40 T-22 M-18 S13 S11
Bomb, ILYBINILWY-7/10/13 EA #1-confirmed 7/10/13, ongoing since 5/13 EA #2-9/13/13
