How many months or years in the making? I don’t know; I feel duped. I guess I let myself be.
My husband, typically passive, decided. He sat with it, absorbed it, and lived it for months, maybe longer. He pretended, laughing at family dinners, fathering, cuddling, kissing, celebrating my birthday, Christmas, changing jobs, and making other major life decisions. He didn’t want to face it, I guess. He’s not devious. He’s scared.
But, he was cold. It was a 20 minute convers…
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Acquaintance, n.: A person whom we know well enough to borrow from, but not well enough to lend to. – Ambrose Bierce
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