I think we must realize at some point that things will never be the same way they were before. I say "Thank God" to that in a lot of areas, but there are so many things I miss about my "OLD ME".
The old me saw myself growing old with this man (granted this scared me sometimes because our marriage wasn't very good in a lot of ways).
The old me never questioned where he went or what he did. I didn't worry about where he went on his days off and never even checked up on him.
The old me didn't feel any cometition when it came to sex, because there was no one to compete with.
The old me smiled and even ate regularly.
The old me didn't take sleeping pills and had never drank a whole beer or other alcohol beverage in her life.
Our lives have permanently changed and we can not go back, whether we save our marriages or move on alone.
I know this, but I don't accept it as reality. I still sit around wishing it had never happened. I keep wishing I could put it behind me and get over it. I may have to convince myself that I can't get over it and I can't move on without taking this with me.
There is a "NEW ME"
The new me knows that I can take care of myself and I can grow old without this man.
The new me knows that marriage is a job and is something we must always work at.
The new me is skinny.
The new me has gained some respect and a little more attention from my husband than I had before.
The New Me needs to embrace myself and move on.