I guess there is a reason that no snooping is a rule. My husband locked his car and had visited his mom’s bank to I assume get money to pay for the D. I went searching to see what he was hiding…it doesn’t do anything but give me an uneasy feeling in my stomach. I want some form of control, but I know I need to drop the rope…it feels impossible.
I do feel a little calmer lately than I have, reading stories here has given me hope that I can be okay. I was thinking about it this morning, and I have never been alone as an adult. Ever. We have been together since we were 17. I guess like everyone says, time and patience. I am trying to take it one step and one day at a time
