Right now I have to go back into "her" apt and gather up a bunch of my stuff to take back w/ me. I have to act like its no big deal, that its not breaking me in half. And I'll do it because that's how I was raised. But it kills me on the inside.

~Mark

Me: 38
W: 34
Together: 9yrs
1st M: may '03
1st D: april '08
1st bomb: june '08
remarried: oct '08
2nd bomb: aug '09 --(W asked for D one week into 3 mo. trial separation which was meant to save our M)