well, there's not too much to say. Everything is status quo. Going to the gym helps clear my head and gives me some personal goals. Sometimes I think too much and allow the monsters to come out and play. I know there are many people who have read my thread and think I am nuts for making my husband leave especially when they are trying so hard to make theirs come home again. I remember those days all too well. I remember being on my knees daily, praying for a miracle that my marriage would be saved. And I guess for a short time it was. But marriages take two people who are willing to try. When only one person is doing all of the work it gets exhausting, and eventually there is no more energy left to try. The word cherished comes to mind. I always wanted to feel that.I have friends who seem to have that in their marriages. Maybe I've seen too many Hallmark movies, but I wanted a husband who loved me completely, and I don't think mine can. He really is a broken man and he never grew up. I've been giving a lot of thought to the past 30 years and those damned rose colored glasses definitely got their money's worth.
