H and I have had some ongoing troubles lately, nothing at all infidelity related, but seems I tend to revert back to the pain when we are in some kind of emotional crisis.
Today, I went ahead and dug into all the emails we exchanged following dday. In a LONG written email I wrote, I found this sentence.
The truth is, I will die without you, even though I am dying inside with you.
It is just depressing how this was truly my reality then. Catch me on a good day and I will tell you how awesome R is. Today, I am just indifferent as I start to wonder just how much one has to deal with, with the person they married (whether it be infidelity or not).