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Our tech team has launched updates to The Nest today. As a result of these updates, members of the Nest Community will need to change their password in order to continue participating in the community. In addition, The Nest community member's avatars will be replaced with generic default avatars. If you wish to revert to your original avatar, you will need to re-upload it via The Nest.
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Thank you.
Note: This only affects The Nest's community members and will not affect members on The Bump or The Knot.
Ugh. Today is kind of hard.
I just went to my Facebook and deleted the last of the pictures of H and me together. It made me really sad when I looked at the pictures of us at my friend's wedding in October of 2010. We had lots of fun and we loved each other. It made me miss what I felt like we used to have. Now just looking back at the pictures and remembering what was, I feel like I don't even know him anymore. That person I thought I was married to never even existed.
I loved him so much. 
Re: Ugh. Today is kind of hard.
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Exactly. The signs were there for me, too. Even friends and other people we would hang out with would notice.
Last weekend I had lunch with some girlfriends that I hadn't talked to much since H attacked me in February, so we did some catching up. My friend K said that when she and her husband would stay with us for a visit, she would see him hurting me and see me play it off like it was a joke. I told her that I never felt like it was a joke, but he insisted that it was, and I hated it. I would always tell him to stop, and he didn't understand why I would be mad. And of course I felt I had no choice but to play it off in the presence of other people. Thinking about it now it makes me sick.
It's so ironic that you'd post this, because this weekend was hard for me somehow for the same reason. I came across some souvenirs from a trip we took last April, and I thought, 'we were in love! What happened?'
I know it's a hard thing to go through. I'm doing it too. ((hugs))