Not sure if it's the Valentine holiday that has gotten me so deeply down or the fact that it was 1 week after Valentine's last year that she announced, via text, that she'd "made some decisions". February 5 last year, she got her own place and move me out of the house ... a "separation" with the idea that we'd try dating each other again and see if some space would help restore our marriage. Three weeks later, she'd decided to D and on March 5 filed.
I thought I was finding strength in moving on. Even started dating a bit. But right now, I feel like I am barely going to make it.
