My wife told me she was leaving me on October 15th. Somehow, she is still home and giving me the oportunity to prove myself to her, or drive her finally away from me, depending on my actions. So far, the only thing I have done to drive her away, has been to talk about the relationship, or her apartment that she rented, and never moved in to. I learned and don't do either anymore. I did a great piece of divorce busting on New years eve. We went to a neighborhood party. I basically ignored her for the entire pary, and talkied to the other women who were being ingnored by their husbands who were gathered together talking about fishing or something like that. At midight, she found me, kissed me on the lips and then repeated it for a picture when the host of the party came around with a camera. Monday morning it was back to reality, and no physical contact, other then a kiss on the cheek at bed time. She paid her rent for the apartment again for January. Two steps forward, one step back. I know everyone must be thinking I have it great, because at least she is home. I agree to a point, but 3 months of living in fear everyday, that she won't come home, makes you crazy. Yesterday, I dropped my D20 off at her apartment because her college started today. When she told me she loved me, I bursted into tears. For no reason. I guess I'm holding in a lot of stress.
