What is it about the weekends that are so hard. All I can think about is how selfish my H has become. How he has become some alien that I don't even recognize any more. How I've been relegated to a substandard class of person in his life that is to be disrespected and discarded. Today I felt an overwhelming urge to let him really have it, to really go off on him and unload every feeling he has made me feel throughout this whole ordeal. Sometimes I believe it would really help my situation to yell and scream (or maybe even calmly) ask about the OW, ask about whether he plans to marry her and run off in the sunset, and ask if he has decided what his plans are for us and our marriage. I would really just like to get some of the power back. But this seems to go against DB principle and even against what my counselor has told me to do. How do you cope while your H is out galavanting around town with his whore OW and never seems to have any interest in coming back to the R? Anybody else feel this way?
