I'm sorry if I am posting too much, but I feel like I need perspective right now!
I am 90% for D and feel calm about it.
Of course when my WS says "the right things" I get this nugget of...(hope is not the word), obligation or that I owe it to him/us/myself to see if he's being earnest.
After all the $hitsandwiches I've eaten since April you'd think I would just brush/floss/rinse and leave.
I know I have codependent tendencies. I love him, but his actions have made me fall out of love with him.
I don't know if I can be married to the person he is, or if the person I am now wants to be married.
So why do I feel this tiny little pucker in my chest that says "don't file yet".
"Hope is a thing that once released, either fulfills itself or dies..." (but how long do we watch it fly?)