My dearest best friend. I am afraid. The recent events between you and Fred frighten me. I'm worried about so many things, it's hard to figure out where your issues start and mine end. It's all mixed up in my head... his issues, your issues. I know your husband is not the same person as the man I was married to... but I see so many similarities it's just scary. I want to fly instantly into protection mode.
I'm scared you'll be hurt - emotionally and physically.
I'm scared your kids will be witness to the ugliness that seems to be brewing just under the surface of this whole mess waiting to explode all over the place.
I'm scared that financial pressures will push you to make decisions that are not good for any of you.
I'm scared that you don't know your true beauty and worth.
I'm scared of saying the wrong thing.
I'm scared of making it worse.
I'm scared of change.
Even more though I am scared of not seeing things change.
I love you,