FemmePrincess - I've had those thoughts before - they haunt me. But when I get too down about it - I remind myself that there was a reason I didn't fight it. A reason I didn't stand up to her and say that no, you will not ask my husband to leave. Because things weren't good before things got really ugly. And quite frankly, I thought a "break" would help us get things back into perspective - help us fall back in love. I thought, maybe if we missed each other. . . . we'd remember why we ever liked each other in the first place.
No - I never really have talked to anyone about it. In my efforts to hide my life, I isolated myself from all the friends I used to have. In the time he's been gone I slowly started to get a life back - but now that's he back under my roof, I'm already hearing that I've changed - that I'm so unhappy all the time, not the same. . . you get the picture. I walk on eggshells in an effort to not rock the boat. With him now back, I'm constantly wondering why I kept fighting for it!