I just hit the end of my rope. That last text message of her "being on the market" set me over the edge.

This is my dog's last night on Earth, and she can not manage ANY happiness WHATSOEVER. The energy in the house is causing one of my other dogs to shed PROFUSELY. It is absolutely unbearable in here. And all she thinks of is HERSELF.

I just look at her and I do not recognize the woman in front of me.

Yes it is going to have to SUCK knowing she is having sex with other guys, having a new boyfriend ect. But THEY are going to have to deal with her, and NOT ME.

And just wait until one of them makes one of the SAME MISTAKES I did, just ONCE. WOW. Is she ever going to run for the hills and repeat this all over again.

How did you manage hope in your sitch Allen? How did you stay strong and continue to DB in the face of insurmountable odds?


Me - 32
Her -30
Married - 7 Years
Together - 9 Years
No Kids
05/21 - Bomb
6/8 - Exposed
7/9 - Re-Exposed
06/11 - She Filed