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| Tue, 03-09-2004 - 8:30am |
Fast forward to late last night. I was making the rounds. You know-checking blankets on kids, lights and doors, when I saw them come home. (We're neighbors too) They have been going to therapy forever and since she just found some old emails, I'm sure their session was rather eventful. Not my business, I know, but I can't help but wonder. I went back to bed feeling really bad. I don't think I was missing him or "us" but I was feeling bad about the all around situation. I no longer believe in "someday" for us, but as an outsider (which is a stretch) I see nothing but misery for either of them. They've had two therapists basically tell them it can't work. She's been threatening divorce, suicide and running with their son for over two years.
So here I sit and ponder. I'm glad I have this outlet. I'm glad I'm not the only one. It just hurts more now that we can't be friends when we worked to keep our friendship even after we shared our intimate feelings. *sigh* thanks for the support and encouragement.
