After a tornado, comes the time to gather the rubbles, throw them away and start rebuilding.
That’s where were are now, but who is going to lay the first brick?
I hit my husband. He hurt me. Everything I believed we were, he took it away. It would be different if he had a better reason, a good reason for not telling me but thinking that I’d leave him for having a child? No. That means he doesn’t trust me. He doesn’t believe in the love I have for him. That hurts even more.