Getting a life, detaching, moving on. I haven't seen my wife since Saturday, and I don't really care to. She's living in a crappy apartment on an airbed. I hope she enjoys her new fantasy world.
She texted me today because she has the flu and wanted to come hang out with the dogs on the couch. I said fine, and she replied she'd try to be out of the house by the time I got off work. All I really felt was anger. My first thought was that she was going to ask to stay the night, and I immediately called a couple friends to see if they'd help me move some furniture to her apartment. I no longer want her in the house! I've realized that this new person she's invented for herself is a person I don't know, I'll never trust, and I don't really like. All she does is hurt people. If she asked me to come home for another chance right now I'd tell her no. She's become totally unappealing to me as a lover and a friend.
That said, I still miss the little things. I miss her family. I miss talking to someone after work. I miss getting a hug. I miss sex! When we talked a couple weeks ago we decided to separate, not divorce. Now I want a divorce so I can find someone who will accept me for who I am, and that I can trust to never hurt me like my wife did.
