H called a bit ago. A friend of his (who became a friend of ours) is flying in for the weekend. He is going to be with H when he comes over on Saturday to grill. I have always liked this friend and was glad that I'd get to spend time with him while he was here, too. H was telling me what he planned to do while the friend was here. He said that he thought the friend just wanted to go out drinking, but H didn't want to do that. I validated and said, "I understand that. I know you are guys so you don't sit around pouring your hurt out, but it's not like you're really getting to spend time together if you are out in a loud bar every night." H agreed. Then, he told me that he thinks the friend and his wife are having problems. I asked if the friend told him that and H said he gathered it from the conversation they had, but that the friend didn't come right out and say it. I said, "Oh no. I'm sorry to hear that." D7 then started calling for H, so he had to get off the phone.
So, now I'm freaking out that H and this friend are going to commiserate with one another over their terrible marriages and that this will help H decide that he definitely wants a D. I am proud of myself for not saying any of that to H because a few months ago, I probably would have. I realize that my thinking probably isn't rational and that this friend will probably have very little effect on what H's ultimate decision is going to be. I think I need someone else to tell me that I'm freaking out over nothing.
At the very least, I know that I'm freaking out about something over which I have no control.
