I'm going to keep hanging in, but it's tough, some days.
Some days I don't miss the crap I went through -- feeling like the man would never compromise with me on anything, like I was the only responsible adult in the house, and like the entire R revolved around him.
At the same time, I miss our connection and his personality, and how he made me feel during daily life when things were normal and okay between us.
I know, I'm preaching to the choir, you all know what I'm talking about.
This will pass, eventually, I'm only half way up the mountain. Today I'm just in a place where it feels all icky and hurty again.
Lady hormones suck. :P
ME: 38 BF: 40 T: 10y, no kids, no M (by choice) BD: 7/14/14, BF admits to PA, wants out, lies about new R. 10/1/14: I move out, BF lies about move in with OW 12/4/14: OW confronted, reveals all the lies