The small uptick in her warmth feels good in the moment, then my mind reels and I become afraid of all the possibilities.
Clean boxers on. Expecting the worst BD: to be served. Or is there something even worse. Yeah, probably.
I can talk BD and give myself all the peptalk til the cows come home but when actual BD's happen ... they are crushing. Hit by a ten ton boulder, and you float away from your crushed self.
I know, I know ... BD, be strong, fight, etc... for me it's no fight. It's just ... endure.
Me: 50, MLC/WW 45 Young kids Nov 2015: BD1 Apr 2016: BD2 Jan 2017: W filed Feb 2017: D final