scott99
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Kenneth, I've been there. Lost love is tough to deal with, especially when you give with all your heart, body & soul. I was married to a woman whom I suspect was cheating on me. She was the one who suggested (very strongly) that we get divorced. We were living in San Francisco and I decided to move back to NY where my family is.
Believe me, family is a great support system that helps you get through things. Sure I woke up nights having panic attacks (and worse) but my family got me through things. It wasn't until I learned to love myself again, and realize that it was HER mistake, HER loss, that I was able to love myself again.
Two years after my divorce, I fell deeply in love with a woman who is bipolar. She was perfect for me in that we had so many things in common that it was scary. She knew me and I knew her more deeply than two people could (she admitted she had never let someone know her as deep as I did) I was more deeply in love with her than I ever was with my wife. Unfortunately, not only did it end, she is the type that needed me to stay in her life despite not being together. That was just as painful as the breakup. I had thoughts that the the two of you had, I just wanted the pain to end. And I'm ashamed to admit, I resorted to certain drugs that did that, and drugs that could have killed me. Possibly I was hoping the drugs would do that, and they've been known to do that to others. Luckily, I stopped doing that more than 4 years ago.
Let's face it, unless you a complete jerk, you have a lot to offer people. I suspect you and Patsboy 12 are wonderful people, great people, the fact that you came to ask for help shows you are great people who have deep emotions including love. And the responses here show that everyone here are great caring people. I am still in pain over my lost loves, seeing both women on Facebook with their new men haunts me. But not as much pain as I used to be in. BUT, guess what, I know I'm a great person, just like everyone here. I know that I touch other's lives, just like everyone here does. And I know some of the people whom I touch in life love me, just like people you touch love you. That matters, that matters very deeply. We all touch each other in many ways. Including here at this message board, this thread proves we are all here for each other, we all matter.
Believe me, family is a great support system that helps you get through things. Sure I woke up nights having panic attacks (and worse) but my family got me through things. It wasn't until I learned to love myself again, and realize that it was HER mistake, HER loss, that I was able to love myself again.
Two years after my divorce, I fell deeply in love with a woman who is bipolar. She was perfect for me in that we had so many things in common that it was scary. She knew me and I knew her more deeply than two people could (she admitted she had never let someone know her as deep as I did) I was more deeply in love with her than I ever was with my wife. Unfortunately, not only did it end, she is the type that needed me to stay in her life despite not being together. That was just as painful as the breakup. I had thoughts that the the two of you had, I just wanted the pain to end. And I'm ashamed to admit, I resorted to certain drugs that did that, and drugs that could have killed me. Possibly I was hoping the drugs would do that, and they've been known to do that to others. Luckily, I stopped doing that more than 4 years ago.
Let's face it, unless you a complete jerk, you have a lot to offer people. I suspect you and Patsboy 12 are wonderful people, great people, the fact that you came to ask for help shows you are great people who have deep emotions including love. And the responses here show that everyone here are great caring people. I am still in pain over my lost loves, seeing both women on Facebook with their new men haunts me. But not as much pain as I used to be in. BUT, guess what, I know I'm a great person, just like everyone here. I know that I touch other's lives, just like everyone here does. And I know some of the people whom I touch in life love me, just like people you touch love you. That matters, that matters very deeply. We all touch each other in many ways. Including here at this message board, this thread proves we are all here for each other, we all matter.












