I know I'm rambling and saying the same things over and over. I just can't shake it right now.

How can a W of 16 years just stop caring. I don't get it. I never thought this would happen and I thought if it did it wouldn't bother me so bad. GOD I was wrong. This is by far the worst feeling ever. I would rather be hit by a truck.

M:39
W:40
S:10
S:7
D:12
BD:3/5/15
Separate BR:3/5/15
W moved out with kids 1/3/16