Kat - You sound like my wunderbar therapist

In the beginning, I dug my heels in and refused to even entertain the thought of a divorce. The more I did that, the more hateful I was to him and the more he pulled away. Thanksgiving was the real turning point for me. He couldn't understand why I was so upset that day (he'd been gone about 6-7 weeks then, our first holiday apart, etc.) and was a BASTARD on the phone that night. Something in me died that day. Maybe it didn't die, but whatever it was was walled up to protect itself from him. I've felt totally different about our future since then: I know that it can't be together. I know it's over... I know it's for the best... I know I'll be ok... but it's still hard to let go for good.
Jean - You're a sweetie. I read on the other site about all the crapola you've been through and I realize that I've been relatively lucky the past few years. Well, as lucky as someone can be who has been cheated on more times than they can count... Seriously, I look around and see all the situations that are FAR worse than mine. I am keeping my car, my house, and nearly everthing in it. There are no kids to fight for custody over. There's no HEEYUGE estate to split down the middle... There are no sick parents. There's just me - a flawed individual who valued her vows and him - a serial cheater who will never take ownership of all he's done.
I made a list of pros and cons to us divorcing the other day. I had 57 pros and 12 cons. How sad is that? And one of the cons was, "I don't have to go to get groceries by myself." That's a reason to stay married?!
Monica
This is your life. Are you who you want to be? ~ Switchfoot