Last night, we had to run to Durham to take the foster puppies to the vet for their check up. All in all it was a good night. No arguments or fussing. We talked (not about the situation) and laughed a little bit. It was fun. I didn't once even bring it up, reach over to hold her hand or rub her neck. We get home, I get in the shower and go assume my place on the couch. Sitting at work now, not emailing her is a pain. We used to email back and forth all the time. I want to be like SEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...we had fun, it can work out. But, I know I can't. I just got to chip away. Keep on chipping. If I try to jump right in it will make me look so bad. It's not what she wants now. I need to respect her now and take babysteps.
I like coming in here and saying what I've done or what I plan to do. I feel like it helps keep me in check and grounded. It's nice knowing that I'm not in this alone. There are (unfortunately) other guys out there watching their wives leave them because of something they (the guys) did/didn't do.
Too bad there's not a local DB group where all the guys who have screwed up their marriage can get together and help support each other.
I'm going to take the time this weekend to read the hw. For now, I just use the Google Keep app and copied Sandi's list to it. So whenever I feel myself slipping I can pull my phone out and read through it real quick to reel me back in.
The panthers motto this year was #KeepPounding. Mine is going to be #KeepChipping.
M:36 W:31 D:12 M: 8/9/10 ILYBNILWY/"want space": 2/14-ish/16 W moved out 5/24/16.