We are living in separate bedrooms. H is downstairs. I am in our bedroom. I've only been back home for a few days now, but it feels so lonely here. So quiet. This is not what our house used to sound like or feel like. It used to have energy and smiles.

My H looks awful. His eyes are glassy. My mom and others have made comments that he looks tired. He said tonight that he's had the weight of the world on his shoulders. He's been sleeping so much.
On Monday, he left work as quickly as he could to watch son's Christmas concert and then proceeded to sleep through the entire program. He's not himself. Every sign of depression, but all I can do is watch.
He looks absolutely miserable. Kids and I are going out for supper tomorrow. Told him he's free to join us. I guess we'll see. I know it's a matter of time before he leaves. I can feel it.


Me:33 H:35
M: 12 years
D-15 S-6
Bomb: 6-2013
OW: 11/2013
Kids and I moved out: 11/2013 when he continued to lie about affair
Kids and I moved back in 12/2013
H moved out 2/2014