I hate this. I hate that she can do this. This hurts. P.O. boxes, OM, two souls, walking through the house naked, gotta go to her old home town to 'release' old memories. And I stood for her 3 years ago when she had an affair. And she has never stood for me. Never fought to keep me. Never ever ever ever.
She's so calm, so casual. Everything's perfect, everything is going the way it's supposed to. Nothing to worry about, just get a divorce. It's all good. Well good for her.
I just have to vent as I sit here crying over the loss. I have work to do, I gotta get through this. My kids need their dad.
I don't feel hopeless, just abandoned by the only person I've ever let myself trust.
I've screwed up my life so much by being weak, something I never was before. Still I went through hell and back for her. I'm sorry she thinks the way she does. I don't deserve this.
I am not broken! She made me feel broken in very subtle ways. She didn't mean to, it's just how it came out.
