Now that we are back at square one with the latest Dday, I went back into that crazy making needing proof mode, BAD. I finally stopped. Addicts lie. Why do I feel like I need proof? Does it REALLY matter I know he didn't just "talk" to the two actual prostitutes? Does it REALLY matter how many massage parlors he went to? Nope. Does it even matter if he's sober now or not? Nope. If he is - I will see the difference soon enough. If he's not - he will continue to self destruct and you can't hide that.
Like other posters, I need to prove to myself I am not crazy. Still looking, but am afraid I might not ever get it.
I used to doubt myself and at times I still do until I decided I didn't care how he viewed everything. What I know is he lied, hid things, and acted inappropriately. I don't need to know anymore to know I will never put up with even questionable behavior again.
[This message edited by LifeIsTooWeird at 12:46 PM, February 13th (Thursday)]