Here I am. I asked my H for a divorce last night. I've never felt so hollow in my life. I feel like a monster. I feel like no matter what decision I make, I'm hurting someone. I'm hurting him, I'm hurting my family, and I'm hurting our friends. In my perfect world, he would stop his relationship with the OW cold turkey and devote himself to saving our marriage and we would heal and become stronger together and we don't have to loose everything we've built together. Since he's still involved with the OW four months later, I've had to pick between one sucky option and another sucky option. I can stay and be miserable while he disrespect me or I can ask for a divorce. I asked for a divorce. He cried and said he was sorry that he couldn't end it with the OW in time. I stuck to my guns. I know that its the right thing to do, but i cant help it. i hate it. I love this man so freaking much. I know it's crazy considering everything he's done. It breaks my heart to think of life without him. I'm so angry. I'm angry at the world. I should be angry at him but I'm not. I'm angry at me, I'm angry at God. I'm angry that it's come to this.
When you are happy as an individual, you are in a better position to determine whether a partner enhances your happy life or weighs it down.
