Ancaire...your post is gold. I wish someone had been there to tell me that a year ago. Every time I started to pull away, H got mad and threatened me that he'd rush into the D or tell me how I was making it easy for him to end the M, and I jumped right back into my little box like the good little girl I was. I was always hoping if I did what he wanted, he'd see it and want me back. Ha! The things we have to learn the hard way...
