So, still having trouble detaching. Gave H a gift this morning before he left for work, a new travel mug that I bought a few weeks ago that he's been wanting. Bad, I know.
He then says that I don't understand where he's at. I do, he wants nothing to do with me as a wife. He said that's not it, but after 20 years of misery, he is going to date, to see if there's someone out there that will treat him the way he wants. He said maybe we'll get back together, who knows. But he has to see.
Do all MLCer's think in these absolutes? 20 years of misery? I was just waiting for him to say something about dating. And in the same sentence he says "ILY, I love you with my last breath until I die."
