I realized today that action is therapeutic. Until about noon today, my stomach was in knots over the revelation that H contacted an attorney. Then I made the decision to contact 2 or 3 attorneys to find one to have in place if/when I need them. I've been printing out all our financial statements, and noting all expenses, etc. I'm preparing all the documents that might eventually be needed in any S or D proceeding. I hope it doesn't come to that. I don't want a D. I want a new marriage with a healed man. But, I am practical by nature, and I will not let emotions get in the way of necessary action. It has made me feel better. I've sent a request for my first consultation. Hope it happens soon.
I have a terrific friend who has given me wise counsel and emotional support, and it's helped so much. We lost touch for a few years, but I reached out to her after BD, and it's been wonderful to have her back in my life. One thing we discussed was the likelihood that H would rather have someone else deliver bad news than face it himself. I think this is highly likely given his avoidance of discussing this with the kids most recently, and with me over the last several months.
Coward.
I think I deserve a glass of wine tonight. Time for another installment of my most recent favorite series and some relaxation. Tomorrow is a fresh, new day. I wonder what it has in store for me?
