I think about the A all the time but I choose not to bring it up all the time. Today WH and I are emailing back and forth at work and keeping it light, like we used to do before DDay.
Like he used to do with the OW before DDay.
They're giving away slices of fancy pound cake at his work, and he's going on about how delicious this almond pound cake is.
And then my doormat mentality kicks in: "I should make a pound cake for WH! That would be nice! He might like that!" That's how I've thought for years.
I need to remind myself that I can't nice WH back into being a good husband. I tried nice and it wasn't enough.