Mow- our realtor, 45 then, now 50
1st D-day EA w/mow our realtor 4-?-2007, 2nd D-day PA w/ same mow 5-29-2010
-waitress he went home with 6-2010
Sept. 6th, 2015 caught him in another a
I hate that you are wasting your life. Have you gone to the doctor? You sound extremely depressed. You need help with that. Have you been to IC? You need to be working on getting better. It isn't going to spontaneously change for you.
Time alone doesn't heal us. You have to actively work to heal yourself. (((sunflowergirl30)))
"Oh, why do my actions have consequences?" ~ Homer Simpson
"She knew my one weakness: That I'm weak!" ~ Homer Simpson
Trust is essential to our relationships. When it is ripped away, what can we do? Something so treasured that we willingly gave to another was ignored, trampled on, discarded.... For what? Illicit sex with someone less deserving! Luuurve messages exchanged. Lies told about us. Lies told to us. No wonder you still feel this way.
I don't know how we overcome this.
So you've learned this can't go on and it's ok to say enough is enough.
You're still young. You deserve happiness.
And I really understand the med. issue. Keep going forward.
[This message edited by Thinkingtoomuch at 11:15 AM, March 22nd (Saturday)]
Or, is it just better to sit and feel sad and depressed and come on to SI every once in awhile and tell us how very sad you are and reject all suggestions on how to move forward with your life?
I give you 2 x 4's because I care about you. That is all. I want you to be happy. It tears me up that you are so miserable.
By biggest obstacle is fear. I am afraid. Afraid of myself, of everyone around me. Afraid to move on. Afraid to start over. I love my wh. I hate my wh. I want to fall into his arms. Yet when i do i want to stab him in his heart. Its sick. Its sad.
I understand this. I think I knew all along I was broken and depressed, but it was easier for me to live inside myself than to face it.
It is really, really frightening (or was to me)
I went through a few IC's and finally found one that let me talk....for a long, long time. I ranted, raved, bitched about x,y and z....
I think her approach helped me trust her. Little by little I opened up. She suggested meds, but I refused and told her I wanted to be clear headed. She accepted this and worked with me to get to where I was able to get past the fear, to see a future, to depend on myself.
When you are in the fearful place it's hard to see out the window, sometimes you have to take a chance if you want things to be better.
[This message edited by sunflowergirl30 at 12:39 PM, March 22nd (Saturday)]
And, did you just blow off karma?
eta: Oh, you didn't blow off karma, that was intended for me.
[This message edited by SisterMilkshake at 12:41 PM, March 22nd (Saturday)]