WH had an old comfy cozy shirt, it was his favorite. One day he saw a new shirt that he just had to have. He tried it on and kept it. As time when on the new shirt became his favorite and the old one was tossed out with the trash. One day his new shirt was not so nice anymore and he longed to the security of the old one. He went digging in the trash and found it. The shirt was stained, torn, worn bare in spots and smelly. He scrubbed, sewed, and prayed for his old shirt to be as comforting as before. The damage was too much, the shirt was destroyed. Never to return to its former state.
Why was I so disposable? Now he wants his wife back, the same one he tossed. I no longer exist.
married 11 yrs, together 15
Dday May 2012 EA
False R... Dday#2 11/30/2012 PA same MOW
The opposite of love is not hate ... It is indifference.
seems I'm on the 15 year plan