i hate my brain
it thinks too much. it just doesn't stop. things are good. they are "proper," for lack of a better term. the dh is acting "appropriately." so what do i start doing?
i go snooping.
i feel a migraine coming on.
this is my story... hopefully it is the story of how my husband and i avoided a divorce, but it's not over yet. i wanted a place to share my thoughts with myself and possibly to bring hope to others. you are not alone.