Sometimes i wonder if in our lives we can have more than one real love. In my last marriage we thought along the same lines on most things but he had a pretty negative outlook on alot of things i guess due to his upbringing. I felt i supplied the more positive, foward looking possibilites and he was more realistic, earth grounded. We finished each others sentences, we worked so well together on cooking, side jobs, house repairs that we would anticipate each others next move and provide the next tool needed, the next spice or utensil without saying a word. I felt so completed. Why did he feel bored? How could he give up on me and betray me to such an extent. He feels it is irrepairable, over and we should move on. I'm still on the fence and in all honesty would still like another shot at our marriage to make right what we failed at the first time around. I am having a hard time letting that dream go. I am having a hard time believing I could or even wanting to have something with another person. For those that have been married more than once, can you love the same, do you love more? Can we love better? My ex tells me he would like some good man to come along and sweep me off my feet and make me totally happy again. I told him i have to make me happy first, me and my son. In reality i would rather fight in the trenches with him than have my wildest dreams fulfilled. I know i am standing on the edge of the last bit of accepting that my marriage is forever over of having to totally let go of that dream. The saddest hardest part. My heart really is breaking. You guys got anything? Any advice? Any suggestions?
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