Serious question:
What does one do - what have any of you guys done - if and when it hits you (as Mac-ct would say):

Oh, soddit.

I'm there today and have been throughout last (sleepless) night. Just screw it, whover you are, whoever you've become. I don't know the person I was with yesterday, with her dead eyes and disdain. She's gone like the old M is gone, the old R is gone.

Screw it. I've been trying to be a friend to my wife. Patient, the whole drill. Soddit. I'm exhausted and financially tapped and in debt from trying to keep up this house by myself - a house to which I attach zero meaning. It's just a (too-damn-big) building, a structure. For what? To wait out a one-year separation that started out as a "respite" (her word) while she's pulled further and further away every single week just to then sell it in a hopefully better market?

Screw it. Start your divorce or mediation, let's get this house on the market, sell it and let's just go, already, former wife and whoever it is that you've become - that you are -now. Go. Do it. Eight months of intense, sincere effort and noble intent on my part with zero, zip, nada reciprocal effort on her part.

Soddit. Don't care. Done. Finis.

Gardener

"My soul, be satisfied with flowers,
With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them
In the one garden you may call your own."
Cyrano deBergerac