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		<title>By: dynamite girl</title>
		<link>http://aroomofmamasown.com/2008/03/explosion/comment-page-1/#comment-7611</link>
		<dc:creator>dynamite girl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Jun 2010 14:35:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Recovery was upon us...your last line...when the darkness is so dark and suffocating, when the pit is so very deep, a light shines through for just a moment, not knowing what it is you move, no guarantees of survival, you move, because without you will surely die.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Recovery was upon us...your last line...when the darkness is so dark and suffocating, when the pit is so very deep, a light shines through for just a moment, not knowing what it is you move, no guarantees of survival, you move, because without you will surely die.</p>
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		<title>By: The Second Road Family &#187; Martin Luther King Jr. and Recovery</title>
		<link>http://aroomofmamasown.com/2008/03/explosion/comment-page-1/#comment-6814</link>
		<dc:creator>The Second Road Family &#187; Martin Luther King Jr. and Recovery</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 19 Jan 2010 07:45:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] that reminded me very much of something I used to repeat to myself and my husband in the wake of disclosure of his sex addiction: &#8220;There can be no deep disappointment where there is not deep love.&#8221; Dr. King was [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] that reminded me very much of something I used to repeat to myself and my husband in the wake of disclosure of his sex addiction: &#8220;There can be no deep disappointment where there is not deep love.&#8221; Dr. King was [...]</p>
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		<title>By: The Second Road Family &#187; The Grocery Store Gamut</title>
		<link>http://aroomofmamasown.com/2008/03/explosion/comment-page-1/#comment-6752</link>
		<dc:creator>The Second Road Family &#187; The Grocery Store Gamut</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 07:33:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] would be criticism for her anger or her lack of it. And I&#8217;d think of how I&#8217;d hit Mark until the thought it was making him feel better made me stop. And how I stumbled through the following days and weeks with no real thought, blindly and [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] would be criticism for her anger or her lack of it. And I&#8217;d think of how I&#8217;d hit Mark until the thought it was making him feel better made me stop. And how I stumbled through the following days and weeks with no real thought, blindly and [...]</p>
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		<title>By: The Second Road Family &#187; Milestone</title>
		<link>http://aroomofmamasown.com/2008/03/explosion/comment-page-1/#comment-6351</link>
		<dc:creator>The Second Road Family &#187; Milestone</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 22 Aug 2009 06:32:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] Saturday night, years ago, the world as I knew it feel apart and recovery from sex addiction and codependency began. But at the time, it just felt like the end [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] Saturday night, years ago, the world as I knew it feel apart and recovery from sex addiction and codependency began. But at the time, it just felt like the end [...]</p>
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		<title>By: theotherbed</title>
		<link>http://aroomofmamasown.com/2008/03/explosion/comment-page-1/#comment-5661</link>
		<dc:creator>theotherbed</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Apr 2009 23:55:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow! Honesty ups the ante in your prose.

I had that night with my husband, too. Though I think I cried and raged a little too much, because he later recanted, and hasn&#039;t admitted to any of the other women since. 

Your husband shows remorse. Mine just doesn&#039;t want to get caught again.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow! Honesty ups the ante in your prose.</p>
<p>I had that night with my husband, too. Though I think I cried and raged a little too much, because he later recanted, and hasn't admitted to any of the other women since. </p>
<p>Your husband shows remorse. Mine just doesn't want to get caught again.</p>
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		<title>By: Monica</title>
		<link>http://aroomofmamasown.com/2008/03/explosion/comment-page-1/#comment-5627</link>
		<dc:creator>Monica</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2009 07:02:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>“I don’t know.” There it was again, all the answer he had.

Its only been a couple weeks since I realized the extend of my Husbands addiction.  But this is the most amazing piece of comfort I have found.  1000 times I have heard that explanation.  &quot;I don&#039;t know&quot;  And every time it broke my heart, and I knew there was more.

I really thought it was the communication block in our relationship that lead to these words (one we have worked through).  But its comforting to me to hear someone else say it also.

Thank you so much for your 7 parts.  While my husband never cheated, I am sure if this hadn&#039;t been revealed soon that was the next step.  To know that someone can recover from such give me hope.

Thank you</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>“I don’t know.” There it was again, all the answer he had.</p>
<p>Its only been a couple weeks since I realized the extend of my Husbands addiction.  But this is the most amazing piece of comfort I have found.  1000 times I have heard that explanation.  "I don't know"  And every time it broke my heart, and I knew there was more.</p>
<p>I really thought it was the communication block in our relationship that lead to these words (one we have worked through).  But its comforting to me to hear someone else say it also.</p>
<p>Thank you so much for your 7 parts.  While my husband never cheated, I am sure if this hadn't been revealed soon that was the next step.  To know that someone can recover from such give me hope.</p>
<p>Thank you</p>
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		<title>By: Mary P Jones (MPJ)</title>
		<link>http://aroomofmamasown.com/2008/03/explosion/comment-page-1/#comment-3214</link>
		<dc:creator>Mary P Jones (MPJ)</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 21 Jun 2008 02:19:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Annette, I don&#039;t know if you&#039;ll read this comment or not...  Those early days and weeks in the wake of this revelation were so frantic and crazy and painful for me.  I know you&#039;re there now, and I wanted to let you know (if I&#039;m able) that you&#039;re in my thoughts.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Annette, I don't know if you'll read this comment or not...  Those early days and weeks in the wake of this revelation were so frantic and crazy and painful for me.  I know you're there now, and I wanted to let you know (if I'm able) that you're in my thoughts.</p>
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		<title>By: Annette</title>
		<link>http://aroomofmamasown.com/2008/03/explosion/comment-page-1/#comment-3213</link>
		<dc:creator>Annette</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 21 Jun 2008 02:09:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I can&#039;t stop reading your posts.  I am desperately looking for answers, for hope.  I want to be strong, but I&#039;m so confused and scared. Thank you for &quot;being there&quot;.  There are no accidents.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I can't stop reading your posts.  I am desperately looking for answers, for hope.  I want to be strong, but I'm so confused and scared. Thank you for "being there".  There are no accidents.</p>
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		<title>By: The Maven</title>
		<link>http://aroomofmamasown.com/2008/03/explosion/comment-page-1/#comment-2486</link>
		<dc:creator>The Maven</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Apr 2008 04:23:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow. That moment is so pivotal... I was fully emerged in every paragraph and could relate to so much. Addiction is addiction, no matter what type. And boy oh boy, is this hitting bottom.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow. That moment is so pivotal... I was fully emerged in every paragraph and could relate to so much. Addiction is addiction, no matter what type. And boy oh boy, is this hitting bottom.</p>
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		<title>By: Shelli</title>
		<link>http://aroomofmamasown.com/2008/03/explosion/comment-page-1/#comment-2316</link>
		<dc:creator>Shelli</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 22 Mar 2008 12:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think you are courageous for sharing your story with us. It&#039;s amazing.  What a wonderful, honest writer you are.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think you are courageous for sharing your story with us. It's amazing.  What a wonderful, honest writer you are.</p>
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