The more I have thought about it, the more I realize that the S may have saved my life. I did not realize how toxic and unhealthy we both became to outselves over the last few years. We're becoming better individuals.
It started to turn around when I started to focus more on what I can control: Myself.
That meant getting back to my roots. The man W fell in love with. Will it work a second time? I hope so. That being said, I am loving the stronger, more confident me more and more daily. So if W decides that it's too late, I'm going to make W2 a very happy and very lucky woman.
I am starting to feel that things are getting better for me. My sitch with W is still a question mark, but two months in (day 54/135) I'm seeing noticable changes in the way we interact with each other. We barely talk or text. But it feels like when we do talk or text, it's more the quality of it.
You have control overself, Stryk. Your W has her own journey to go through.
