That's what started this latest 'pilgrimage', a letter I wrote to him. I won't do it again. It did get some things out, but allowed him to pick and choose what he wanted to deal with.
I'm going to spend some time dealing with my fears and then confront H. 'Till then, I'm trying to be pleasant, and thinking about my part in this. Mojo's quote on 'finding room in my room' has also given me something to think about. I know I'm harboring a lot of resentment, and I have to get to a point where I really truly want this to work before it will.
