I have just read this whole thread again, for about the tenth time. You guys know, I hope, how I feel about you. All three of you.
I just hope we can navigate, CCW and I, the “ironing out the wrinkles” stage we find ourselves in at the moment. Oddly enough, I am fine with how our relationship is evolving with Max, but I am beginning to wonder about her. And honestly, our life is pretty stressful at the moment without the additional burden of adjusting to something entirely new and totally foreign to everything we were taught about how life and love is supposed to go. There are times when I want to just say to hell with this, let’s,just call the whole thing off and deal with our own problems, but number one I think it is too late for that, for both of us, and two, I am so afraid if we did, we would never find this again. While Max is a great guy, we have learned from his history that once something is over for him, then it is over, there is no going back. And I don’t think either of us have the strength or the stamina even attempt to find another Max. Hell, I don’t think there will ever be another Max.
Not really meaning to cry on your shoulder. Just wanted to say thank you again for sharing this relationship with us, and know it gives me a lot of hope and encouragement to hang on right now. There is nothing “wrong” anywhere in our life, no lovers tug of war, just the stress of dealing with our every day life that we would have to deal with, whether Max was a part of it or not. Hell, at the moment I am even more incredibly grateful for his part in her life, because that seems to be about the only time she ever even comes close to relaxing, or forgetting about all her other cares for a few hours and just being herself.
Aw hell, now I am crying, aren’t I? I guess I am trying to work up the courage to ask, does,it ever/ was there ever a time when life just seemed to be dead set on wrecking this for you, just when it seemed it was in reach? And other than just gritting teeth and living through it, how in the world did you get through it?
Thanks for everything.
It's the good girls who keep the diaries-The bad girls don't have the time! Tallulah Bankhead.
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