Here's another thought. Can our spouses really be as great as we think when they don't realize how smart, beautiful, funny and amazing we all are. I mean honestly, my H is never going to find someone better than me and he is in serious danger of throwing it all away.
Superstressed...can't think of a better song to come on the radio than the one playing here right now...Don Henley "The Heart of the Matter." Read those lyrics when you have a chance.
When you detach and I mean fully detach...you see things differently, your eyes are no longer fogged...I still believe that the LBS is just as much in a fog as the wAS. The LBS is left behind, abandoned, holding onto the good memories...so desperate to have that person come back to them...I wonder now looking back...are they only so attractive to the LBS because someone else the op found them to be attractive and so now we wonder just what the hell we lost and why we didn't give them all that they needed. I mean come one...who here was truly in a perfect R with their WAS...because if it had been perfect, not a single one of us would be here, would we...somewhere both parties failed. We're left behind as the accountable ones trying to make something of our lives. I remember my therapist telling me one day that she KNEW that whether I wanted to believe it that something eventually would have caused the demise of our R and that eventually, I would outgrow him once I found my way and let go of my fears. I fought her pretty hard on this, I have to admit...and she was right...worth every pennty I paid.
It was never about the ow with me, one look at her and finding her life story made me feel if anything sadness for her...she is truly a sad, pathetic human being...and in a sad pathetic place in her life and now she has to take care of Wanker, how even more sad and pathetic...I wondered more than anything how Wanker could give up everything that he had when we were together...but he did...for what he claimed his peace of mind...he could drink himself to death without me there...to him it was all a game he played to make me pay but in the end now, it is he who has lost. I found my way and now he wants out...my friends asked me yesterday if this weekend had changed his chances...and I said yes...end of story...
