it rocks me to the core when I sit and think "man, my H doesnt' feel much for me now" it truly does.
But, I have not choice, this man adored me and loved me to pieces, that's what carries me sometimes, the memories that I once was his everything, the hope that one day he decides to love me w/that intensity again.
Mind you, his mind did turn to swiss cheese and has huge personal issues (childhood, adhd) so I can see he can only handle one thing at a time.
Be not afraid...I will repay you for the years the locusts have eaten Joel2
30something 2kids survivor of S, MLC, A, D I have peace in my heart, at last.
