Friends, Squatters and Lurkers--Life in a fishbowl

[Underdog]

Wonder,

I don't think you should discard your International Woman of Mystery title yet. I think you still have some surprises up your sleeve--so don't be so quick!

I'm also struggling with this very issue right now. I've tried to come up with a reason as to why I think I'm being so reasonable, but I can only come up with one: things just aren't completely over.

But in my mind, there is only one thread that is holding this marriage together. In my mind, the rest is gone. Maybe this explains why I feel more detached than usual?

I've also noticed that the more indifferent I act, the more he seems to bounce back? The only difference between now and 9 months ago is that I'm really not caring. I was wondering when I'd get to this point, and it appears as though I've arrived.

I liken it to wanting a product that everyone else in my life seems to value. I save my pennies and the day approaches where reaching that goal is imminent: yet, for some reason, I examine my heart and really wonder if I want it for myself to begin with?

I know this is of no use to you, sweetie. I guess I just want to tell you to turn around. I'm sitting right behind you in this canoe?

Betsey