Prowl, I get it too. When my WW dropped the ball, I was diagnosed with stomach cancer. I slept in our basement bedroom, every night, crying and alone. Begging God to do something, to help me, to get HER to care about me. Nothing changed. All night she would be on FB, I could see her on messanger and knew she was talking to other guys. Meanwhile I was throwing up in a bucket, craving food but completely unable to eat.

That was in January. January/February (she moved out on V-Day) were two of the roughest months of my life. Watching my life completely dissolve right before my eyes was horrible. Watching my wife go on, acting like everything was fantastic in hers killed me.

Today is July 5th. I beat cancer. I am doing great in life. I am still waiting to get the divorce done, but you know what? I did things for ME and my children. I have been where you are now and I can tell you that it DOES and it WILL get better. I sat in that little bedroom, time and time again, thinking "I could just put a gun in my mouth and end this all..." But I didn't. I knew I was stronger than that and so are you.

You sound like a great guy, someone who is going through a rough patch. Someone who just needs a little cheering up and believe it or not, we are all here for you. Keep your head up, focus on your children and yourself and GAL man. That is what saved me, is "getting a life". Doing things outside the norm, just pick an activity and go with it, something that you would NEVER do. Good luck and I hope to see you posting again soon.


Me: 38
W: 32
S10 D6
T: 10 (02/2004)
M: 7 (12/2007)
Separation 02/2015
OM confirmed 01/2015,
D mentioned 12/2014
D finalized 9/2016