[USER=19522]@New Leaf[/USER]
Thank you from the bottom of my heart, you took my exact thoughts, feelings, fears and worries and rationalised them in a way I’ve been incapable of doing, I guess that’s the ‘fog’ you mention.
I’ve been here before but this time feels different, i don’t want to have him back under my roof, if i do what I’ve always done i’m gonna get what I’ve always got. I know I’m spent and on basic human level we have the right to safe and peaceful home. Since he’s gone, our home is calm and what I’ve been craving and yet feels quite alien and makes me feel crazy that i’m missing him and nostalgia is kicking my ass, remembering all the lovely aspects of him and when less that a week ago our home was a war zone.
