I read a little of my journal, I know I said that there would be no more DDays or I was out. And yet I'm still here. Giving another chance. I'm not one for absolutes. We've had a perfect storm of shit circumstances and I don't feel like all is lost even if we lost a lot of ground recently. I'm unsure if we will work, I'm unsure if he will face the things he needs to for himself and for me. I have a bad migraine right now so this is going to be kept short but I really want to start to get back into writing here. Not just his recovery work or lack of it. But for me too.