(((((((Cinder)))))))))
I always kid around when I speak of my first marriage.
I always say, "Yeah, I was married the first time for 10 years off and on.
More off than on, cause I couldn't keep him home". lol
When he was there, drunk, and we'd be arguing, then it would get real nasty, I'd kick him out.
He's stay out all weekend, I'd kick him out, and a week later, I'd let him come back home. I did that for 10 years.
Eventually, the time apart was getting longer and longer, and I was getting used to him not being around, and how nice it was starting to be.
I hit my bottom. I was no longer addicted to him. I let go.
It will happen for you, too, sweetie. You will be fine without him.
You will find love again, but first you have to get straightened out and start loving youself again.
You can heal from this. I know, cause I did.
All said with love and understanding,
