I just feel empty. I want to give in and come up with a date for us. I want to give up and call the lawyer. I want to crawl in a hole and shut the world out.
WXH (serial cheater, 12+ OW. Undiagnosed SA?)
Note: I edit often for typos/clarity.
For last year's words belong to last year's language
And next year's words await another voice.
And to make an end is to make a beginning. - T.S. Eliot