My W has gone and bought some packing bins, and plans on packing up her prized spirtitual crystal collection. She's had these out ever since moving in with me, 12+ years ago. That is really tough to take.
I am doing my best act as if, after everything last night, I was able to go downstairs, act cheerful, bought a comedy movie, told her I was going to watch it, and asked if she wanted to watch with me. She did. Then she went off to bed in the other room. I wished her a good night.
This AM I am packing up for the weekend away with my D8 at my nieces 1st birthday, and trying to focus on that to keep a cheerful view.
Inside, it truly feels like my heart is ripping in half, when I look around, look at my W, and everything in life that was our family. Deep down, I believe I will be ok with or without her, but I so want her and our family together.
M: 41 STBXW: 41 D: 9 Bomb: 4/26/09
On board the D train now..
"Suffering is when we try to change what we cannot."
