It still blows my mind how backward her thinking is. That I am a monster, both to her and the kids. That she is perfect.
I know exactly what you mean. I went through the same thing. And I still can't fathom the twisted logic and reasoning. It's like the twilight Zone on steroids.
I'd talked to a nurse that worked with Alzheimer patients. She said that when she was changing the adult diapers on one of her patients, the patient looked down and said, "Who pooped in my pants?" I think wayward wives are like that Alzheimer patient; surely it was my husband that $hit all over me, there's no way I could've done that.
Sorry, it's Friday afternoon and the anecdotes runneth over...
