OK, to add to the story. Our marriage fell apart because I've been a crap husband. When we met and she visited, I had lost a pretty good amount of weight and weighed somewhere under 245lbs (not thin, but better than before). When she moved out here, I put the weight back on and kept it on. I've been right around 300 for the majority of our relationship. This took a huge toll over time. I snored loudly so we couldn't sleep in the same bed, to ML was terrible for her so we only were really ML to conceive our children. In addition, I never learned to listen to her. We'd fight, and she pinpoint the things that she wasn't happy with (my weight, not helping her enough, me not standing up to my family) and we'd have the argument. After it blew over, I'd take a deep breath and "try" my best...only I'd probably only really gotten between 5-10% of what she'd told me. So the real problems never got better. Finally, she's had enough and on May 9, she said she was done.
Me: 34 W:33 T: 10 M: 6 S: 6 D: 5 BD: 5/14 Still together(ish) Not giving up: 7/14 D talk has slowed, a lot. Gradually working on things together. Still separate bedrooms. Slow and Steady wins the race.
