Recap: it's mostly in my sig. My W is a fairly high-functioning sufferer of borderline personality disorder (BPD) and a few other co-occurring mental issues. Recently things came to a head where I found myself losing self-respect, and I realized it was time to change course, or at least accept my fate. Everything happening now -- the wheels were set in motion a long time ago, and to struggle against it directly is folly. When surfing, if you are caught in a fast rip-current, you don't paddle straight against it. You paddle diagonally out of the current.
I busted nothing, and I will bust nothing. But I am going to survive and be a better person for it.
I thank countless people who have given me support in my threads: CT1118, JRuss, albac, Coly23, AndrewP, Surfer, lt0402, mulesqb, Cherry, PsySara, Hawker, SmithyC, sandi2, and countless others.
But I'm still immensely sad for my kids, and, actually, even for my W who is suffering through all this as well.
Me: 50, MLC/WW 45 Young kids Nov 2015: BD1 Apr 2016: BD2 Jan 2017: W filed Feb 2017: D final
