I can't shake the feeling in the pit of my stomac over it though. It as if I am doing something horribly wrong. Which I know I am not. I can not live with a batter. He almost killed me this last time. I just wish things were different. I miss him so much. We had a great marriage before I became pregnate. It wasn't perfect, but it was always us. We were the couple that would survive anything, be together forever, the ones our friends came to for relationship advice. Now I have no one. Does anyone else have/had reservations the day they filled for divorce? Am I just a nuts as he is for missing him so much? Maybe something is wrong with me...
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