Hm. No simple answer there, and quite honestly, I am not in a position to discuss it freely right now.
But I will say this. Everyone has their limit. You just don't know what it is until you hit it. You KNOW when you know.
The anger is gone, the resentment is gone, the sadness, the feelings of failure as a woman, a wife. That unbelievable level of underlying tension...gone. I am who and what I am, and I will not spend one second more of my life apologizing for, or feeling bad about, being who and what I am.
I think it is too bad that it came to this. But I did not make the decision lightly, nor did I make it without long and careful deliberating... I looked under every rock I could find first...
I'm a Libra, too, Cobra. It took me almost 13 years to the day I first entered counseling before I hit my limit.
