If I say jump off the roof, you just follow my orders and jump, right?
No. But...where I was. How I've been with my wife. She was in control of everything. I was not in control. I was depressed, and a recluse, and miserable. Yes. Often, I did what she wanted. I had, and have, lost who I was, what I wanted out of life, and how to get it.
When she said she didn't want me there anymore...I dont know. I never thought it would be like this. I didn't want to fight. I ran. I was scared and hurt and afraid, and the only person in the world who I felt like could help me didn't even want me to be in the house anymore.
I was a mess. I was a weak, desperate, pitiful nothing. And I left.
So, yes. It was my choice to leave, then. But I didn't want to. I did it because I thought it was what she wanted.
Me:41 - LBH in apt W:39 - WW in home Kids:D(15), D(11), S(9) - custody % 58/42 M: 15 yrs - DoS: 10-11-15 (PA confirmed 2-12-16; WW dumped by AP 11-6-15; WW dated 7-8 men in Jan '16 via Match.com)