Ah, Calibri. Sometimes I wonder if we are twins. Your post above puts in words what I have been feeling for a while. I've not written much about the circumstances beyond my immediate sitch, but in the months since BD there has also been a death, a terminal cancer diagnosis (months to live), a possible other cancer diagnosis (things are looking promising though), a premature birth (followed by NICU) and an emergency open heart surgery among my family and friends. Oh and that siege thing in Sydney. Didn't impact me personally but it was touch and go for a bit as it wasn't clear what we were dealing with. Every time I learnt of some bad news I felt the same desire to grab H by the ears and shake some sense into him. But I didn't.
Life is short and I intend to live it to the fullest. I believe I am on that path. I'm sure for many that would mean trying to move on and find someone new to share in life's adventures. It's strange though, in some ways it makes me want to dig my heals in more and see this thing through to the other side. Sounds like you are similar.
H 37 Me 36 Together 15 years Married 5 years No kids BD Apr 2014 H moved out 2 Jun 2014