It's my birthday. A month into the separation. Not easy (please, no "happy birthday"). Birthdays have always been important to me, something symbolic. At least, I'm turning 39, not 40.
W wrote me a short message this morning, full of indifference (like: "Happy birthday. You have plans? It should stop raining. Kisses.") This indifference is what hurt the most. Losing the connection with my wife has caught me by surprise and hurt me more than I could have imagined. She was making plans for my birthday until recently. Spending it without her is hard. Birthdays are a moment where we connect with a lot of people, so I will have to spend part of the day announcing the separation.
M39 D6 D3 (at S) S 2014-09 D 2016-09
"You can't start a fire sitting around, crying over a broken heart" - Bruce Springsteen.
