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Well, I can say right now that it's not myself I'm referring to, but my relationship. Since I've been with her, with is coming up to three years, I've been questioning myself why I didn't end it when I should have? All I can reflect upon is what has gone wrong - simply too much to justify staying in a detrimental relationship. If I ask myself why, it's that I'm simply too much of a coward to confront certain people, on certain topics (or subjects), but those are the topics/subjects are what are needed to be addressed. That isn't the fearful part, though; it's most probable too late to do anything, but my cowardliness has most probable cost me the care of my son - always striving for peace, and avoiding conflict, I have, in a manner, abandoned my son, to stay with someone who is damaging my son's well being, let alone mine, with her continuing her self-destruction. I know my choices have already cost me that honour of being call a Dad. All I hope is that my son, and God, can

Good day. If anyone decisions to take the time to read this post, I will say that this one is different. This time, I have a few confessions to make, or at least be mature enough to admit to a questionable act. I am still as bad as my wife once was. I've crossed the line to such an extent, her male friends will no longer speak with her, specifically the ones she had the online affairs with - I've forgiven my wife for her acts, but the trust... Well, the trust is still being worked on; it's taking far too long to rebuild; perhaps this relationship is simply too damaged to be repaired to continue, and to be realistic, perhaps it's best to simply end. However, I don't know about that anymore. Anyhow, back to addressing what is meant to be long since dead - it's repetitively being resurrected by some meaningless manner, by some justification that is immature, foolish, and down right childish. I know what we're doing is wrong, but I don't understand why it's been allowed to continue.

I'll start by saying that my spelling is not the best, and that my dependency on auto-correct for any errors has become beyond foolish. Anyhow, this time I find myself addressing something different. Unfortunately, the ill state of my Wife is turning against us, turning against the whole family - she currently displays signs of BPD (Borderline Personality Disorder). It's not a death sentence, nor is it an eternal punishment, but it is extremely difficult to cope with, let alone manage. I do wish to clarify though, when I say "manage"; I'm specifically referring to coping mechanisms, ways to deal with it, along with confront the affects it has on individuals, both the individuals who experience the illness itself, and the individuals who experience the affects the illness has on people who are not sick with it. That aside, this one gets under my skin, though I need to remember it's not her doing this, but her illness (most probable, but as one can already tell, my suspicions of her