I haven't brought up the past a, since the s, I can still remember the night I finally let go, it would have been a week after we first s, and I woke up at 3 in the morning, gasping for air, and all of a sudden it was like, it's gone, the anger, bitterness, betrayal..because look where it got me? To this point where our m is over. And yes because I did punish my H, he did have another a last year, yep that stung, but he did agree to Mc and we went twice, he got what the c was saying and even at that point I couldn't let go, couldn't forgive at that point, silly the things you realise in hindsight. I think that's when he really gave up, I can remember him standing in the doorway saying we're never going to get over this are we?"
