Thanks for the words of encouragement Edgar. I think I am losing who I am, and slowly breaking down. I can't control my emotions anymore. Again I came home today, and again W moved more stuff out. This time she focused on the kitchen. Food and appliances, I don't even know what is gone anymore. At least she straightened up as she took the stuff. She took more out of the living room too, like I said I don't even know what anymore, I can just tell stuff is missing. I want to confront her and yell at her that she is killing me on the inside, and she is a quitter and a coward for running away, but I also know it will only make it worse as there is no reasoning with her. She is supposed to bring S here today. So that means tomorrow, she will empty some more stuff out. Very hard to keep positive with all this. Everytime she takes something out of the house it hurts more and more.
M 33 W 29 S 4 M 5 T 7 11/7/11 Separation, W moves in with parents 12/1/11 W: "IDLY, I'm not coming back, it's over" 1/7/12 D Bomb Dropped