This is a hard one. The pain is palatable, but at this point I'm not sure. I know that he's in there somewhere, but keeps insisting on a divorce.
Monster likes head games. So, do I love the "kid" he is now? Can't say that I do. H is a selfish, spoiled, arrogant, cocky, egotisitical, snot nosed, teenaged brat.
Even when he's cycling I can't trust him. So I'm not really sure of anything , at this point. Don't really know how I feel these days either, to be brutally honest. What I do know is that the irrationality and craziness of it all is not my burden to bear, but I and my girls, are bearing it anyway. Thank God for self love, and the love of my girls. That helps my emotional tank stay somewhat full.
-You just can't make this s*it up.
-Not my circus, not my monkeys!