I don't know, I still suffer from an inconsistent dichotomy between my head and my heart. My IC remarked yesterday that I seem to have made progress on detachment since I initially started at the beginning of April (weekly sessions). I wouldn't presume to disagree. But...I'll still have moments. The other day I was doing some weeding outside the house while listening to music. W was off with the two younger kids. Weeding doesn't require any dexterity or much focus, so before I knew it, my mind wandered and I was hit with a gut-punch of nostalgia. It was October 2004, a few months into my relationship with W. Probably at the height of the limerence stage. She knew I was excited about the World Series (Red Sox - Cardinals) and suggested a trip to Best Buy, about an hour away, for a new tv to mark the event. Just everything about that day - the drive and time together, the notion that this woman thought enough of me and my happiness to splurge on a new tv for my viewing pleasure, the autumn time of year, spending the night together. I mean, I don't think my eyes quite got watery over the memory but it definitely grabbed my breath. And now, well, she's just not the same person...and the marriage may be on the outs...but for that minute or so while I relived the remembrance, things were perfect.
Originally Posted by Traveler
What are you fighting for? Is that dream worthy enough to set a drop-dead date a year (or another timeframe) from joining DB as Steve often suggests--July 15, 2023? I love drop-dead dates because they alleviate your own daily swing of "Do I stand or not?" and there's an end and no indefinite limbo--one way or the other.
What would happen on that date if there's still no movement? I hit the bricks myself?
