I know my husband loves me to the best he is able.
I know my husband is remorseful.
I know my husband doesn’t have empathy for me.
I know my husband’s pace for “recovery” is too slow for me.
I know I don’t want my kids in a broken home.
I know I love my husband to the best I am able to love someone I don’t truly know.
I know my husband has some fucked up ideas about some fucked up things.
I know my husband doesn’t understand himself or me.
I know I am sacrificing myself for my kids
I know I have to find peace about sacrificing myself for my kids.
I know I will survive.
I know my life will have meaning, even in this marriage.
It is as if we are the same person married to the same man
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Sigh. A lot of them are alike, huh?
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