Well...in the last four days I've realized he made a huge mistake...and I'm not at fault.
I gave all of me, and held nothing back. I kept all my promises and never lied.
He even complained once that I wanted him to go to therapy, but I was the one
that needed to go. Of course, he
is into his therapy sessions now...but just to show my support and show I listen to
his concerns...I entered therapy again.
I wish him only happiness. There is a huge part of me that hopes he realizes his mistake.