Today will be the first Monday I haven't called H since this started. The calls were comforting in the sense that I would know he was ok. You know, not somewhere in a ditch or in jail or goodness knows what else.
And yes, he asked for advice on things (when he wasn't in a mood) and I listened to what he was worried about or afraid of.
But he has made the decision to be where he is. If between the two of them he and OW can't handle the things they have going on then they need to realize it.
Posts on here have made me do some serious thinking. Yes, I love my H still and do not want anything to happen to him to make things worse for him than they already will be when he comes out of this but maybe, just maybe continuing to fall lower and lower is what he needs.
On another note, my hair is starting to fall out. Seriously! I looked in the mirror this morning and noticed it isn't just thinning..there are legit bald spots. Another sign that I have not been taking care of me at all.
I mean walking around looking and feeling like a zombie is one thing but being a bald one is a whole different story.
