She came home and I went to bed in the bed. She said "Out!" and can't sleep on the floor because of her back. I said everything. "Not my problem." "You're the one who left" "You're the one who cheated" "It's just as much my bed as it is yours" (I learned that in exchange for the bed for her new apartment, she promised to trade our to her dad. Leaving me f*cked.) Anyway, it turned into a huge fight.
I love her. That's all I've ever done. But she has become the most hateful person I've ever met. Completely unfeeling. She didn't leave me for another man, she left me because she hated the marriage and just started "seeing people." She says her family doesn't know that she cheated on me. She just told them that we were over and she's dating people. I can't convey how hurt I am. I hate everything and everyone right now.
I can't get her out. I'm on the goddamned floor and I've been crying for two hours.
I just went in there and said "I love you. But you are incapable of love. You are incapable of receiving love." I kind of think that's true. It didn't used to be. All our years together mean nothing now. All my endless love means nothing. All the work I've done means nothing. I hate this.
